She steps into the doorway of the kitchen, I look up from the newpaper and see what she has thrown herself into being a prositute. She has done her ha...r all big, her make up is on thick and bright. She totally fits the part and my cock gets hard from looking at her. I ask her Were the rules clear? Yes they were sir, what would you like me to do? (I love it when she calls me sir) I look at the table and there is nothing on it. I tell her Come over here and lay on the table on your stomach. The. “Wow, I did it!” he finally managed to gasp.“Yes, you sure did.” Hana agreed, looking up into his wondering eyes. “I guess we answered that question, huh?”Takumi nodded, giggling with pride and delight.“I’m going to get something to clean you off,” Hana said.“OK,” he answered languidly, enjoying the warm post-orgasmic tingles coursing through his soft little boy cock.Hana quickly went to the bathroom and made a warm washcloth for him. Returning to the bed, she took one last look at the spermy. The rhythm changed tohim driving my wife’s clit over my tongue. On the third power stroke my wife broke. She deepthroated my cock and stiffened like a board, groaningand pushing back on the first guy’s cock. He kept upthe fucking pace. She ground her clitoris into mymouth as she crested. He kept plowing her furrow, eachtime he slammed into her she crested another wave ofher orgasm.He started making noise, his cock was swelling, hisuncut head would almost peek out and the drive. Damn. What more did I have to do?And then I groaned as she pushed her face between my thighs. I shuddered as her lips nuzzled into my pussy. Her teeth pulled out a piece of fruit from my over-stuffed pussy. I smiled, loving her jaw chewing, eating the fruit covered in my tangy musk.“Oh, yes, just enjoy the fruit coated in my cream. Peaches and cream, your favorite.”“Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress,” she said before nuzzling in and snagging another piece of fruit.Her curving ass wiggled back.
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