So I slowly ran my hand up and down my leg, gently tickling myself until I couldn’t stand it and had to rub my pussy. I started slowly at first, but...gradually rubbed harder and faster until I felt my juices start to leak from my pussy and drip down towards my ass. I hadn’t noticed him move but suddenly he was kneeling in front of me, gently tugging on my g-string. I raised my ass a little so that he could take it off and reveal my freshly waxed pussy. The juices made it glisten in. Having accepted the inevitable, I had decided that I would stoically accept my punishment however I couldn’t stop little cries escaping my lips as he continued his assault on my bottom. Initially, I had tried to count each spank however the sensations they were creating rapidly caused me to lose count. Eventually, the first part of my ordeal came to an end. The spanking stopped and his hand again caressed my bottom. My bottom was on fire, the heat radiating out into the room. As his hand. I didn’t expect guests. I only have foam cups for the coffee, if that is okay?”Tim was taken aback. “Your goats talk?” he said incredulously. “All of ours are muted so they can’t stir the stock. You let yours talk?”“And she aint got a shock collar,” Gus observed. “We do that to keep them from running out of controlled areas,”“I haven’t had those problems,” David said. All the while thinking to him that he could have if Candy had not been paying attention.“Ain’t there some rules about that?” Gus. . that was an hour ago, that was a lifetime ago.Now, I was in a stranger's house, a black man, with a HUGE BLACK COCK, 10 or 12 inches up in my no longer virgin ass. It didn't hurt anymore, his spit and precum were enough, plus I was pushing back on him, and it helped me relax. I am a sergeant in the Sheriff's office, a husband, a father, but now, in this moment, I am only a fuck hole for this king.My hands are shaking, my toes are clenched, and my little hard clit is cumming onto his couch. He.