When my Master was ready he put my legs in the air and he plunged his hard cock into my pussy and fucked me so hard I screamed in pleasure. And I than...ed him for letting me be his slave. When he was spent he undid the tape and lead me to the bathroom, he grabbed a towel and cleaned both my pussy and ass hole with such pleasure. He then smacked my ass on both cheeks and then asked for dinner. I make a feast for him and feed him while sitting on his lap, naked. “We have no need for clothes.” he. He felt his sex juices bubbling around in his crotch and knew he would cum soon. He knew that Mandy was on the verge of cumming too, and had to wait until then, otherwise the Bantu watching would think him weak. He clenched his jaw as he fucked into her, pressing his cock downward against her clitty.He slid his hand down beneath her, stroking her belly, then sliding it in between her legs to manipulate her clit. She gave a loud gasp and redoubled her own pounding movements, sending her ass. He poured some oil on her breasts and started cupping them. He could feel her nipples had become hard now.“I am having a massage of my life, Nish. If I give you a chance to do anything at this moment, what will that be”, asked Rupali to Nish.“I would love to tit-fuck”, was the answer Nish gave without thinking much.“Do that to me now, Nish?” said Rupali.Nish positioned his hard banana between her tits and started with his thrusting movements.Rupali got her head up and tried to keep her tongue. He took it as a yes.“So? Isn’t that enough? What are you going to do, go after his family now?”“I’m going to find out who sent him.”“Right. Right ... No, turn right! I meant it both ways. As in: ‘riiiiiight’.”“Your poorly timed sarcasm is noted,” I said, as we took an exit.“You know that the desire for revenge can turn smart men into fools, right?”“What’s that, Shakespeare? I was educated in The Netherlands. Shakespeare was dealt with over the course of two English classes when I was fifteen..