I just cannot believe my eyes, how could you do it? Have you lost all your self-esteem and male pride? Another man – and a black man at that – jus... screwed your wife and you did what? You masturbated in front of the screen and ejaculated onto my parquet! Thank goodness you are so hopeless that you only left a tiny dribble. You know what, Francesco? You are simply an impotent loser, and you know it. Giselle deserved a better lover, and I am happy she found him.”Francesco looked so broken that. The guest kicked off his shoes, and she helped remove his pants so he could more easily stand. She took his cock in both her hands, and took him fully in her mouth. His hips moved with her as she sucked him. He spread his legs wider, now that he had freed himself from his pants, so she could stroke his balls as she sucked his cock. He looked around for the husband. He thought he had the green light, but the husband had left so quickly. The guest looked back down, watching the length of his cock. . 3... 4... 5...In... 2... 3... 4... 5... Out... 2... 3... 4... 5... And I want you tokeep that steady, slow rhythm going, josh," miss stevens purred. "Slowlyin... Slowly out... Making each breath stretch out as long as you canmanage... Filling your lungs with refreshing, rejeuvenating air...Letting your body slow down to the pace..."Each and every thought in your mind," miss stevens continued steadily,as I found my breathing fall into a slow, natural rhythm, "i want you topush aside. Imagine. "Tim needs you to be well for him, Sylvie," Thelma went on. "Remember... we Cassidys have a tradition to uphold. We are before the public eye, and the public is very demanding. Nevertheless, we will show our breeding and our backbone!Sylvie set her teeth. "Yes, Mother Cassidy," she replied. "Yes, I know, Mother Cassidy." Back between her sore buttocks she still felt a horrible pain, a terrible memory of her evening with her husband's brother. The lips of her vagina were sore and raw, and so far.