She grabbed my hair then she pulled me towards her cunts and yelled Reema: Go deeper , u naughty boy! Then with my tongue i liked it inside out and ma...e her do her orgasms which i drank all of it , every drop of it!Then without saying anything she took my underwear down, she was speechless and lustfully glared my monstrous cock that made her mouth watering. She holded my 8 inch cock and kissed its crown and started to kiss it all around and started to playing with it , then in no time she took. Once more I brought my hand down on her rippling buttocks, and I could feel her cock twitch against my upper leg. Several more hard slaps, and her bottom was bright red and her cock was rigid. I got her to stand up, and I admired her hard member. 'What do you say?' I lowly growled. 'Thank you, master.' she replied with a cheeky little grin. I opened up a drawer underneath the coffee table and took out some black stockings. 'Hands together, out in front of you!' I ordered, and Babs obediently. I remembered her flirting with a small group of black laborers in Paris, only briefly smiling and waving at them as we passed by. I knew she had enjoyed their appreciative stares. The memory made me smile.I was pleased to see a couple of comments in her diary regarding feelings of sexual tension around me. She had written: ?Mr. Singer, my guardian, is so kind to me. He is such a handsome and good man, and I hope that he will marry well. I will admit, only in this my private diary, that I have. I unzipped my suit paints and took my cock out, struggling as I was rock hard (lonely times as I've been busy at work and other commitments made my sex life hard, no pun intended.. as well as non existent) I managed to pee without making a complete mess and started to shake, the shaking became stroking, the stroking became full blown mastrubation, I heard footsteps behind me as the cubicle door opened after a flush, someone had left. Was I now alone? Getting caught up in the moment and.