Bell the ships bell rings out six that evening and there at my door stood two people. I invited them in and ask for them to take a seat over at the s...all table. Do you want anything to drink I ask them? Both shaking their heads no. Do you both review the agreement you signed to take this voyage? Both again not saying anything nodded yes. Did you find anything in the agreement to somehow get you out of this agreement or to offer a different view then what the agreement is? By their. Lorraine raised her hand and proceeded to give Angela two dozen very hard strokes. Angela obediently counted out each one, thanking her as she counted. She thought to herself that this weekend might be a training seminar, but she doubted that it would have much to do with interior decorating. “You may go.” “Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress.” Angela left the office and felt her butt. She made her way to the bathroom as fast as she could. She wet some towels and went to a stall. She raised her. I got into his car, he was in business dress, a pinstripe suit, he was probably in his early to mid-fifties with a nice big moustache, I knew he was old enough to be my Dad, but felt strangely attracted to him. We got chatting and he pulled out a packet of cigars and asked if I wanted one, to which I replied 'No Thanks' he lit one up, and I started to become hard from watching him smoke this huge cigar, he noticed my cock getting harder, and he put his hand on my tight shorts 'Mmmm' very. "Oh!" the girl cried, startled when she felt his weight on her hiked-up ass.Buck could hardly be blamed, being accustomed to fucking his mistress and finding this equally juicy girl in the doggy-fucking position.Cindy cupped a hand over her pussy, blocking the entrance. The dog humped. His prick bumped the back of her thigh and nudged the cheek of her ass, then it slid up the crack of her ass. He was whining as his haunches heaved, desperate to get his cockmeat buried.Cindy shook her ass,.