’ ‘Merci, thank you,’ I replied and then took a seat in the waiting area. Minutes later a modest looking French woman came to get me. ‘Please ...ollow me Monsieur Dubois will see you now.’ I followed her through a number of hallways to an elevator which we took to the top floor. She led me past a number of large well decorated offices until we arrived at Andre Dubois’s office. ‘Ah Monsieur please come in and sit down. May I offer you something to drink?’ Andre offered. ‘Café noir, please Monsieur. I moaned and writhed, my hips grinding into the bed. “Do you want Master’s cock inside you, slave?” he asked me. “Yes, please, Master! Please fuck this slave’s pussy. I want to feel you fill me, Sir,” I said. He pressed harder against the plug. “Do you deserve that, Puppy? After you spoke to me you’re your mouth full and you laughed at your Master?” He slapped my thighs as he questioned me. I was muttering under my breath. “I’m going to cum, Master, please let me cummmm,” “No,” he said and. “Fuck me, fuck me harder,” she yelled. The harder she felt her cunt fighting against the fist the harder she fucked her mum’s cunt. Sandra was now brutally fisting into her. She twisted her hand against her tight walls as she continued driving it deeper and deeper. She was amazed at how quick Julie copied her actions in her own cunt as she bounced on her arm. Harder and harder she fucked herself on Julie’s hand until it was too much for her to last. Finally she was having an orgasm with her. Sam stood watching, casually swigging from a beer and gently rubbing his magnificent penis. He clearly saw my open, panting mouth as a cock sucking invitation and grabbing a joint with his beer still in hand he stood in front of me, his cock tantalizingly close to my lips. He popped the joint in his mouth, lighting it, taking a toke and swiftly chasing it with his beer. He fed his monstrous cock into my wet, practically drooling mouth and I gratefully sucked on his beautiful tool. I could still.