He winked at me as he was leaving and said, “now be a good girl and make sure that you are nice to mack, okay?” i was so afraid to see him leave, ...ecause i had no idea what mack was going to do to me. As soon as he left, mack closed the door, grabbed me by the arm and said, “you have such a smart mouth, don’t you? Well, let’s see what else you’ve got.” he had such a wicked grin on his face; i knew i was in trouble. He eyed me, standing barefoot with not a stitch to cover me, from my head to my. I am here to please you as you ogle my wife and daughters.There’s a huge cum stain on my panties now and I need to cum, badly. “May I cum now, please sir?” You grin and nod. Slowly, watching the expression on your face, I pull the black panties down and pull at my cock. Licking your cum from my lips I stroke very slowly before my cock and balls explode. I make sure to tilt my cock against myself to keep cum from hitting you or your car. Moaning I fall back against the door. Thick white blobs. ‘You want some?’ My back chills and I don’t know how to answer you. I want some. I want some and even more! You extend your hand to give me a sampling of the confection on your fingers. Then, again, you re-dip your claws into the jar and like a clay artist you begin sculpturing a new art piece: You paint my maleness with your sticky fingers, applying it thick and heavy, leaving my dong looking ever so ghostly white and pale. When you have finished adorning me, you cast your eyes down on my. I closed the door and hurried in to obey. My master sat on a thickly cushioned chair, two slave boys waving tall palm fronds to cool him. I moved to him and knelt at his feet."My member requires your attention, slave." he said, casually, as though telling me for a cup of water. I crawled up into his lap and opened his breeches, taking his limp member between my soft, full lips as he lay back and yawned.I slurped on it, sucking softly, running my tongue up and down the shaft. My tongue licked.