“Not good enough.” he said as he stood up, “Your turn” he indicated hi bulge.My hands were trebling slightly as I undid his filthy jeans and p...lled them down, the sight and smell that wafted from his underpants and crutch region, nearly had be running for the door. His white underpants were yellow urine stain all over the front and the smell reminded me of dirty public toilets on hot summer days. He stepped out of his jeans and skimmed down his pants, I gasped, I couldn’t help it, his cock was. I rather thought I would not be needing it for the rest of the evening. I removed the shorts which were all I was wearing and padded downstairs to the kitchen. My slave, quite naked herself, was already working on a pile of vegetables at the table. As I entered, she looked at me, seeing my arousal, stood and bent over the table presenting her clearly wet pussy to my gaze."You're late," I said, allowing more than a hint of displeasure to colour my voice."Yes, Master. Your slave begs your. Naked, I roughly pull her toward me and say, “So, you want to be treated like a bad girl?” “Yes, please!” Turning her, my right hand lands on her butt while my left pulls her hair back, exposing her neck. My mouth devours it and I whisper, “The first of many.” In my horney rage I strip her out of the dress leaving her standing in just her panties. They come off in one sharp pull, ripping them apart. Sitting down on the side of the bed I pull her over my knees. One hand in her hair, the other. " She stood up and said, "Coach I'm going to take a long bath and get dressed. When I come out of the bathroom I may be able to give you a little better answer. Then I hope you can drive me to what once was my home but may no longer be." Take as long as you want baby. Then, I'll have Brad drive you home. Probably wouldn't be a great idea for your neighbors to see a black guy drop you off." Thanks. I appreciate that."At work Clyde couldn't wait for the break. He went to where Jake was working.