“Dog; Oh you mean Cadbury; he belongs to Tom and Francine. They are away in Toulouse for the weekend. I always look after him when they go off.” S...e answered lightly, flipping her hair over her shoulder in a casual action that belied her nervousness.“I’ve never seen him before?”“He usually stays in the barn at night, so you wouldn’t have I suppose.”“I see.” Jon was trying to be careful and control his anger.“Cadbury is a champion.” April was desperately trying to fill the cold void again, with. It was even better the second time round!As we lay there she said, “I think you'll find we've got an audience, honey.”And sure enough, looking through the window, I could see the man in the house opposite looking down at us – he was trying to hide, but not doing a very good job of it. I looked straight at him and waved, then manoeuvred myself so that Claire and I were lying pussy to pussy, our naked bodies ready to give him a really hot show. We rubbed our cunts together, while I fingered my. Life filled her eyes as she caught her breath but her hands never drift from her head and she continued to stay on her knees. Slave knows her place.“Did you like that feeling slave? Knowing you might choke to death on your masters dick?”“Yes master.” She replied.“What a good little whore.” He praised.Without further warning, he resumed fucking himself in and out of her face. He had always loved the sight of his pink dick disappearing into her ebony face. He continued to look in to her eyes. His cock touched my lower lip andI tried to close my mouth but it was held as firmly open bythe rubber ring as my immobile head was by his powerfulhands. He fed his semi erect cock into my mouth and Icouldn?t do anything to stop him. I gagged as his membertouched the back of my throat and he slowly withdrew andagain shoved forward. As his pace increased so did his size and soon hismember was pushing the back of my throat and turningdownward. He pumped furiously, in and out, stopping onlywhen he.