But right as I opened my mouth, "Ohh god baby I'm gonna cum on your face." She snapped up, "no you aren't baby. dump that load on your face."I couldn'... even believe what I heard. But before I could respond she had flipped me head over heels over the couch. I was sort of dazed from being so drunk, but before I knew it she was throating me again. It felt so amazing I practically forgot what she said...Until my cock's pulsation couldn't stand it any more. She started milking my throbbing hard cock. It was a huge job, gutting the hundred year old house while living in it. Sara had just torn out the ancient shower stall, finding a wall full of mold from a leak that had been poorly patched. So without a shower, the pond was her only hope of getting clean. Unless she wanted a cold sponge bath while standing in her partially gutted kitchen that is.Sneaking over here at 2 a.m. when she'd finally finished cleaning out the rest of the debris from the now empty shell of a bathroom, she'd stripped. After her coffee was over, she looked at the time and panicked, I asked her what’s the matter? And she answered her bus had left already, I told her not to worry as I can drop her off on my bike. She just looked at me gratefully. She got on the bike, behind me her delicate hands holding me as I drove, she was guiding me, and I missed some of the turns knowingly, so I could spend more time with her, at times I hit the brake suddenly, to feel her boobs pressed against my back. Finally, we reached. Dazhawn offered Latoya his hand and helped her to her feet and led her to the bedroom. She followed willingly. He pointed to the bed. She knew what to do. She lay down on the bed and spread her legs as wide as possible still wearing her heels. She hoped that she looked like Alice Green. She started playing with her wet pussy and then started saying, “Please fuck me with your big Black cock Daddy. Please fuck your little slut with your cock. Pleeeease!”Dazhawn looked down at the little slut that.