We are going out. I am hungry from fucking you so much!”She looked filthy with matted hair, pee and cum everywhere, but, knew to obey and dressed in...the leather corset and miniskirt he had chosen for her. She was only allowed to brush the cum out of her hair before they left. They arrived at a different café that night. Once seated the Master instructed her to get under the table and suck his cock while he ordered for them. She felt so humiliated and ashamed to been seen in public like. That job never paid enough, and he could use all of the help he could get. I rode out of town with a full belly and a new name, and I was not sure which one I liked more. Ain't that a 13 year old boy for you?The next three days were really boring, but I kept riding north in hope of finding something worth my time. The only available jobs that paid a living wage were as a cow puncher, and I was not interested in that, so I kept looking. On the fourth day after my adventure with Billy Bob Hooper,. Four fingers squeeze inside her ass and rotate back and forth even as he presses deeper, spreading her sphincter wider. His four knuckles are hidden from view shoved inside her rectum. He pushes harder, her muscles stretching painfully attempting to accommodate his large hand. Pushing with enormous force to completely submerge his fist, he backs off for a moment, jerks his arm out of her body, then rams his cupped fingers back up her ass several times. She holds onto the tub wall for support,. I erupted into Janet's mouth. The married woman drank down my cum, eager to get her treatment and stay beautiful. I shuddered, my toes curling into the carpet as my pleasure reached its peak.“Damn, that was a good treatment,” I groaned, falling back on the couch.“Yes!” panted Janet, licking her lips. “Oh, Alice. Oh, yes! Keep licking my pussy.” Janet grabbed her pillowy tits, squeezing them together as she writhed on my wife's face. She threw her head back, grinding harder. Her black hair.