’ I almost said, ‘Yes sir,’ out of habit and caught myself just in time. ‘Alright then, can I get back to work?’ ‘Yeah, you’re on paint ...uty today, and remember -‘ I cut him off, ‘This ain’t the gawd damned Tawj Mahawl,’ I said, with my best New York accent. * * * * * I was really glad to be painting because I could do it alone, see my progress, and think. There was so much on my mind that my thoughts were bumping into each other. Frustration, anxiety, and bliss, were all fighting for. .I could feel his hot breath as he spoke. Frankwas pumping his cock faster now and I was getting dizzy from the abuse.Iwas breathing heavy and starting to moan. I didn't know why but I neededthis cock in my mouth. No one had touched my cock yet but I was ready tocum. Frank started to hug my face against his leg an slide his big handsover my face and chin and through my hair." Swallow that cock pussyboy.. where're gonna make you our cockslave. You'regonna blow us whenever we tell you to and be. He pushed and the head just popped in.Ana moaned in discomfort, as he allowed her to work her way back to him and push slowly, until his balls were resting against her wet pussy lips.He held her hips as Anita slowly stood up right. When she was standing straight up her took her nipples between his fingers and began pinching them.I heard my wife moan and begged him pinch her nipples harder. He did as she asked and she began moaning loud in pleasure.The lucky nigger was rocking his hips causing. That, however, was as close as he’d ever got near to fulfilling his fantasy ... He’d engraved the memory of her firm, tight arse, as always in the office in a skinny black pencil skirt, pressed against his cock, but, he’d hoped for more by now. He wanted more. Pamela had occupied a central place in his mind ever since he’d first seen her wearing a small string bikini out by the pool. The way her fair greying pubes were sprouting at the side thrilled him. Starting that day, which had ended with.