"I'mgoing to put my fingers in you Cum Girl.?I'm going to finger fuck you.? Youare not going to cum until I give you permission.? Is that clear?" Ohmy...God!? I can't wait, I want to cumnow.? I can already feel my pussyspasming, dribbling, just at the thought of Master's fingers inside me. "YesMaster." Mastercaresses the length of my pussy with his finger tips feeling my wetness, myexcitement, my need.? He strokes myclitoris; my body arches upwards, strains against its bonds.? I can feel my. Harder and harder. With each ramming thrust his big black cock started opening up my cervix. And as he stretched me wider and wider I just kept cumming and cumming. I just couldn't stop cumming, and as the pain went mostly away, all I could feel was the impossibly long bottle of his big black cock riding up into my tight white pussy and stretching a path to the very end of me. I just couldn't get enough of Bobby's big black cock. I don't know how many times I came before I felt Bobby's. I volunteered to pick her up and take her home after class. One morning when I went to pick her up, she was still getting dressed. Hope explained she was having trouble buttoning, all the way down the back, her pale beige blouse and could I complete it. That seemed easy but in starting I noticed her ancient, unstructured white brassiere was slightly askew. I informed Hope so she asked me to help her. I unhooked it and pulled it slightly away from her body – purposely to sneak a good view of. She looked like aschoolgirl, a very valuable look. I would think she was better suited to... to someone who was right on the tip of my tongue. I was certain thatI was just about to remember something important.May came over and gently took my hand. I excused myself from the two men,stood, and went with her and the other girls towards the private rooms.She opened the door to number three and ushered us all in. There was oneman from the group sitting in a the chair in the center. He was tall,well.