“What the fuck are you doing? You just walk into people’s houses without knocking?” He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the house slamming the ...oor closed and locked behind me. I expected him to get covered up but instead he was still stroking his dick. “Don’t you know that people want privacy in their houses?” He slapped my ass really hard. I moved to the other side of the room shaken by the whole situation. But seriously did he just spank me? I was stunned. I kept trying not to look down. He kissed her cheek lightly, hoping she would sense the meaning in it, and she responded by squeezing his neck in a quick hug.“I love having you inside of me.” She said, resting her head on his shoulder. “It feels like I’m complete then. I don’t know how I ever felt whole without you in my life.” She lifted her head, and looked at him intently. “No matter what happens, remember this moment. Remember our connection and my love for you, and let it be the thing that reminds you that I deeply love. Two men walked into that field, a black guy and a white guy, both in their early thirties, real good looking men, and seemed to be flirty, they started playing with their ball, practicing or playing some kind of a game, but they were both all eyes on my body, which I cannot deny is a real sexy, curvy body, being a woman of 25 with real sexy, attractive looks.The ball came near me a couple of times, I tossed it to them with some smiles and some kind of flirting back, as they tried their best to. I pull back from the kiss slowly, letting my fingers trail down your chest as your hand rests on my shoulder. I feel the gently push of your hand, signaling to me to get on my knees. I obediently drop to my knees in front of you, my hand held high above me as I continue to stroke your chest, slipping my fingers up under your shirt and marveling at the strength I find there. ‘Undress before you go further, slave.’ Your impatient tone prompts me into swift action. Running my hands down to my.