To be his slut, his complete slut. God knows that I have been trying to arrange this to happen. Going to book stores looking. Being on the internet, B...t continually frustrated at missed appointments and meetings and just not finding that man that I wanted, that big strong hung black male.I was with Derek, the man who's whore I was becoming. We were in an empty house of someone who he knew. I dont know what the connection was but no one was living there. I was wearing a black onepiece dress that. Mai dekh rha tha mera lund bilkul khada tha .. Dekhte dekhte fir mera dost maahi ka top utarne laga aur fr kiss krte krte utar dia aur maahi ne gattu ki shirt utar di fir dono ek dusre k upr let k kiss krne lage . Fir vo kiss krte krte aur exited ho gae aur dono ne apne sare kapde utar die ab maahi sirf ek penty me thi aur gattu bilkul nanga ..Tabi maahi boli are waah mere jaanu ka lund to aaj bada lag rha hai. Mere tu mu me paani aa rha h aur use mu me lekr chusne lagi zor zor se kabi uske. His tongue settled deeply into her crack, worming its way as far in as possible. Helen arched her back and pushed her pussy forward, "Oh, I needed that darling," she sighed, as he licked noisily at her wet slit. Her puffy lips seemed to be begging to be sucked! It seemed to him that she had no control over her actions, because her clit was in total command of her being. Her desire to orgasm had now completely taken over everything else. She had to cum, and it mattered not what she thought or. She drew back, her nipples gliding along his stomach again, her knees spread to either side of Mr Connors head, knowing he had an unrestricted view of her waxed and wet pussy. She moaned at the thought, gently blowing her breath over the bulbous head of his penis again. She ducked forward quickly, letting her tongue swipe across the tip of his cock, licking up more of his pre-cum, and then drew back again, all the while letting her nipples stroke against his skin, knowing he watched her pussy.