Then I want to see you playing with yourself spreading your pussy wide and also I want to see you fingering your ass so I know you are a true slut.In ...he PictureHe was just over 6 feet tall, well muscled and was hung like a horse but the one thing that made her want him to be her Master was the fact that he was black. It had been a life time fantasy of hers to be Dominated by a black guy and now was her chance and she could not let it go so she grabbed her Camera and got to work doing as her. I shuddered as my cock's tip nudged against her pussy lips. Did she want more? Before I could thrust into her, she straightened up, pulling her snatch away from my dick, and peered down at something. It looked like she held something in her hands.I snuggled up to her from behind, arms wrapping around her body. I felt the heat of her skin, the silky-softness of her. She had her phone in hand, typing rapidly with all the skill of a nineteen-year-old girl. She held up her phone and said, “Say. He made faltering small talk to which Deborah responded politely.Sharon brought in the coffee and biscuits."There you are," she said cheerfully. "You going to be Mum, Ms Cooper?" plonking the tray down in front of her. "Shout if you want anything but I probably won't hear because of the Hoover."Deborah poured the coffee in silence then took a biscuit and sat back."Tell me then," she said gently.Richard cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably. This was going to be difficult, embarrassing. I decided to just to follow her around and see if anything happened. I borrowed a car from one of the guys at work and bought a crossword puzzle book.Nothing happened for two days. I followed her to work, to lunch and back to home. I was beginning to feel like a fool, until the third day.Loretta came out of the office for lunch a little earlier than she normally did. She didn't go to her car, but walked around to the side of the building. A white, four- door company car came around from the.