Walker started by taking his time enter my ass. Then I heard him say “YEAH, BITCH, THIS IS MY MAN PUSSY!”, then he started to increase the pace of...his stroke. I continued to suck and lick Mr. Holmes dick with Mr. Walker filling my ass. GOD IT FELT SO GOOD but again I started to question myself. Why Am I liking the feeling of being treated like a cheap whore with two black men, I love pussy? Then Mr. Walker started to pound my ass like he was reading my mind and wanted to fuck the manhood out of. " She sucked him getting the cock harder and he then pulled her back up as he wanted to cum in her ass not her mouth at this time. "Bend over my desk and stick that fancy ass in the air so I can push my cock in you and fuck you hard with this big monster. Your cunt is so tight and I can just imagine how tight that sexy asshole is. I do love a tight ass." As she bent over his desk he pushed the top of his jell bottle in her sweet hole and and filled it with lube then he pushed his cock in the. I run my hands over your negligee as I reach your breasts. I can tell you’re getting turned on more and more. I again kiss your shoulders as I remove the strap of your negligee off of one shoulder then another. You only wore the negligee for a few minutes really, but I wanted to caress all of you. I lay you on the bed, and then place ties on your hand and ankles. At first you seemed apprehensive, but as I gently caress you starting with your face and moving downward, you don’t seem to mind. I. Some hours later we arrived at Southport station, from where we were embussed, by Bedford 3 ton lorries, to RAF Woodvale.Under canvas meant what it said on the box. We slept in six-man tents; the ablutions were in a marquee type tent, with a daily water bowser bringing in the means of abluting. The field kitchen and cookhouse stores, manned by cooks detached from RAF Halton, were in hessian and canvas encampments, and the mess hall was another large, marquee type, tent. All very different from.