We would wake up groggy, and a little hungover from the previous night’s events, and then we would head to the dining hall for breakfast. As we ate,...we would recap the night before and the sheer craziness that had occurred, which was always fun as long as you weren’t the one that acted like a fool.Once breakfast was finished, and we had recapped all we could remember, we would always spend the day on some sort of adventure. Most of the time involved something outdoors since we both shared a. All I could do was moan as I could feel an explosion rising up inside me. I begged her to mount me and she obliges me, straddling me cowgirl style and lowering herself onto me. As the warmth of her sloppy wet pussy surrounds my cock I am thinking "I'm in her sweet pussy, the same sweet pussy that was filled just 20 minutes ago with Jackson's horse cock."It was too much for me and she only humped up and down only 7 or 8 times when I shot my load into her love hole, mixing with whatever black man. She was on the set of the movie taking her shoots. While taking a break between the shoots she asked a studio staff to get her a glass of apple juice. But the staff rudely replied, "go get it yourself I'm not gonna do that for you." The mistress was absolutely pissed off by what she heard. She decided she was gonna teach those staff members a lesson. She abruptly started beating the staff who had behaved rudely with her. She gave him quite a lot of beating before the staff could decide how to. “If he doesn’t come back to get the rest of this rubbish tomorrow, I’ll take it to the charity shop on Monday,” Christine said as she looked through the collection of clothes that had been left behind.“I’ll help,” said Clarissa, with a grin.“You’ll be in school,” Christine replied. “But anyway, fancy a celebratory nightcap?”“No thanks, Mom. I’ve got one more present to unwrap waiting in my bedroom.” Clarissa leered at me as she spoke.“Oh, yes, Charlie told me about that. Perhaps I should have.