Her males were mesmerized as they stared upon her cascading strawberry hair and modest rolling boobs. She would rise and fall trance-like in cowgirl p...se until the privileged man erupted deep in her clenching cunt. But she wanted to improve her other techniques. Oral was her least practiced art. Ned had never seen or felt her blowjobs. This would be the perfect opportunity to get his feedback in her pursuit of oral perfection. Angelina held Ned’s gaze as she reached back and lowered her summer. Gently squeezing, she can feel her excitement through her entire body and Anders’ soft moans of approval only make her more aware of her own touch. It also reminds her of why she likes performing. Very slowly, her fingertips traverse down her belly, tickling her flesh.Anders is holding his breath, watching intently. He wants her to move faster. He needs to see and hear her climax. Yet at the same time, he doesn’t want her to rush. She has to enjoy it as much as him, if not more. He bites his. She had honestly expected more resistance, she had planned for Bari to put up a fight, but this submissiveness was even more attractive, exciting her more than she had imagined.“Well I seem to have an easy time cumming with you,” Bari sighed, snuggling close.“That’s because you’re my slave. You’d be punished if you didn’t cum for me,” Paula said thinking of it as a joke, yet wondering if there was more to their relationship than contracted slavery, or more honestly, blackmail.Then she added:. She trained every morning for two hours before school, and two longer sessions at the weekend.Ken showered, dressed and made his way to his car. It must have been his imagination, but he could still smell the heady, musky fragrance of Taneisha’s panties. As he thought back, he allowed the residual memory of the exhilarating aroma to waft his mind’s eye back to yesterday morning. He could picture Taneisha’s crotch where the tight, clinging second skin of her running shorts out-lined the sweet.