”I realised it was Gloria. Startled, I sat up and pulled the sheets up around me.“Such modesty. I thought you might like some company. It must be ...onely up here.”“No, it’s all right, Ma’am,” I said, remembering to be respectful. “It’s just that I’m so tired from the day.”“They shouldn’t work you so hard.” Gloria sat down on the end of my bed. She was no longer wearing her jacket, just a white shirt and the tweed waistcoat. She was wearing a man’s tie but had pulled it loose and her shirt collar. She thought she had felt one before, but nothing was like the fury and intensity of what she had just experienced. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Darron continued to pillage her body, impaling her on his big black cock. Her butt was red with prints of his large hands on her milky white skin. “Yes, yes, oh my god,” Nikki muttered in her sexual blunder. Darron smiled back up at her, her golden hair hanging loosely on the side of her head, her blue eyes transfixed in his dark brown ones. When his. In an instant I'm back in my parents garden, the scent of roses my mother held for me to sniff, their soft, velvety petals brushing my nose and cheek transporting me there in a flash; and I know she is behind me, her perfume so sweet and heady it almost masks her natural musky odour, almost but not quite, the two combining in a wonderful way that robs me of my ability to concentrate.I read and re-read the same line over and over but the words don't form a coherent whole in my mind, each one an. She actually is for real with this. The submission alone is enough to make Jenny come and John could not resist an ear-to-ear grin. He was in Heaven.“Look at me,” John said.“Yes, sir,” Jenny replied, looking into his eyes.“Whose pleasure matters here?”“Yours, sir, of course.”“Do you think it’s okay for you to have an orgasm before I’ve had mine?”“No sir, and I want to be a good girl for you more than anything, but I don’t think that I can resist it.”“You need to try.” John took his hands off of.