More than a few times already, Sam had approached Daphne with a folded dollar bill in his sweaty, meaty palm, slid the money under the waistband of he... G-string, and patted her bottom or caressed her thigh. Her thong was festooned with ones and fives. There were even a few tens and twenties among the bills she wore like a garland around her waist. Many of the bills were from Sam. Each had bought him a pat or a touch or a fondle or a squeeze or a pinch.Sam was drunker than usual tonight, and he. ................ When you wake the next morning you become aware of four hans roaming over your body feeling your fleshy tits and thighs and sliding over your glossy hold ups which you still have on.You feel a blindfold being put over your eyes and you are told to sit on the edge of the bed,you are then asked to open your mouth wide and then feel my dick slide into your mouth,over your tongue to the back of your warm,wet throat,i hold your head and fuck your mouth for a while as our host. So if you are too young or don?t like TG-Stories don?t readfurther.By Domme Mistress and GretaFrom Gary to Greta Part IVAgainst my better judgment, I decided to wait two more days, to savemyself until Thursday. I did the house chores early in the morningtotally naked. I know that being Prussian, my cock is about two to threeinches longer and much thicker than the average Parisian. Whoever waslooking at me must be seeing that.My wife had called the houses where I was to work on Wednesday and. She smiled then answered my plea's with her moist lips upon my neck. I gasped, arching my back, exposing my neck even more to her. "D-Don't...stop." My voice grew hoarse from the overwhelming pleasure that flowed through my veins like molten lava. Anna laughed softly as she watched my body writhe beneath her."What do you want, Beth?" Her voice resonated perfectly against the tender flesh of my neck. I tried to answer her but my mind was lost for words and seemed to only be concentrating on the.