The feeling was unheard of, a continuous sensation on the head of my cock as her clit grazed it. I couldn’t bare it anymore. I grab my cock my slid... it in her tight pussy…“Oh baby… “She said as her toes curled.I reached up to her tits and gentle kissed them as she rocked back and forth on my cock. My hands traveled and held on to her ass, one hand on each ass cheek as I felt her rhythm speed up. I hear her breath getting shorter and shorter as she gliding my cock in and out of her pussy. “Oh. I doubt if my Slave even noticed that we had beached yet, and I had to lift her face by her chin to bring her attention back.I simply winked at her and knew she understood - I greatly enjoyed that blow job, and I would be returning the favor soon enough. She smiled brightly at me. Sometimes I thought words were unimportant and that I was able to convey more without them. She had been my Slave and companion long enough to get the non-verbal message I conveyed.Lord, she was a great Slave and a. I was laughing and she had to laugh though embarrassed. She took a towel and went to bath.She came out In 10 mins. Meanwhile I was removed my clothes and wrapped on towel to cover my bottom and one to cover my chest. She came out with towel wrapped around her body. She was looking damn hot with wet hair and water beads on her face. Her lips were wet. I felt my dick rising. She held her towel with her hand at her back and one more to hand was in her hairs. I was not able believe all this. "Cream pies, okay." I laughed. "Banana ... Coconut?" Chocolate." He decided. "I love a hot chocolate cream pie." Really?" I narrowed my eyes slightly. "They serve those hot?" Only the good ones." He laughed and I thought maybe he was laughing at me, but I wasn't sure.I was thinking that was some kind of innuendo but I was afraid of trying to guess what kind. I'm no virgin, but my experience has been limited to a few black guys in high school whose idea of flirting was grabbing my hips on a.