She asked me stay that night there itself. I had no problem since no one was there in my house. They have all gone to attend a function in the village... Due to heavy storm, candles went off and again there was dark. She came near the sofa to light candles and I was about stand from the sofa, again we collided each other and this time she fell on top of me in sofa. I caught her hips this time too and pressed forcefully there. She didn’t say anything I knew she was also enjoying the moment. She. She was yelling at her Master and he wouldn't stand for it. He slaps her tits roughly making her moan in pleasure and pain. "Bitch don't tell me to hurry up! You hear me you, milf bitch?" Nicole blushes as she liked when her master called her negative names. Even her husband didn't dare to say names like that, simply because he was afraid to. Nicole became just a little more turned on by his words, she moves faster and complies with him. "Yes, Master! Forgive your nervous bitch. You are right!. All that talk about size being unimportant? Bullshit. We all want to be filled completely, and most of us want to be mastered by a dominant man, whether we admit to it or not. Barbara is no exception. All her young life she has had soft young boyfriends. Their dicks may be young and point north constantly, but will they take control of her, and fuck her tight pussy mercilessly? No. She is 17 now, and growing tired of all the boys she has dated. You have grown tired of my insolence, and. We were on the 2nd week of our Honeymoon when one night in the hotel bar, Ben, my husband who is an anthropologist and is 43 years old, was talking to a group of old black men about their tribes and customs etc.It was very warm, no, very HOT. So I was wearing a bikini top and mini-skirt, no panties or stockings as I was longing for a cool breeze to waft up between my legs and cool me off. I was having a miserable time just hanging around waiting for Ben and drinking when this really gorgeous.