.. ”Quentin smiled faintly. “Words will never hurt me,” he said. Then he leant forward. “Let me tell you, slave, if it goes on happening, it w...n’t be just my hand you’ll be feeling, but something considerably more painful!”The dark eyes were raised and lowered quickly. The hate, mingled with fear, blazed.“Oh help me someone... help me... please... ooohhh... please... ” moaned Simone. She was alternating between outer-aggression towards Quentin and an inner-weakness. Rather a familiar pattern. Its so big and juicy!”She reaches out and wraps her hand around my rock hard dick. Her and was cold, but it soon warmed up from rubbing my cock. She scooted forward so that she was sitting on the edge of the couch, positioning my cock right in front of her face. I was not ready for what she would do next. Taryn looked up at me with those green eyes as she lifted my cock up against my stomach. She stuck out her tongue and slopped it on my balls. She licked and tickled them before she licked all. They greeted me with smiles. They were eating fresh pancakes with fruit.“Please have a seat, Sir. I will bring you a plate of food,” Charity stood up and shook her legs before asking me what I wanted. There was bacon, eggs, sausage, and orange juice. It was quite a bit better than the toaster waffles or cereal I usually made for myself. Charity would have made food for me back in Atlanta but I usually slept in and didn’t have enough time for the good stuff. It was still Spring Break and I had. Get on your knees. I dropped to my knees on the rough concrete as he unzipped his pants and withdrew his thick cock, hard and purple with need. Suck it bitch. I opened my mouth and hungrily sucked him in, running my tongue over his veiny shaft, tasting his salty precum, suckling the head, swallowing as much as I could. He pushed deeper, making me gag as he hit the back of my throat. Swallow slut! He pushed deeper, slipping into my throat as I struggled to swallow more. He fucked my mouth deep.