Tracey knew that if there was any hope of finding Vanessa then he had to find her in the next few minutes or he would not find her at all.“VANESSA! ...ANESSA!” called Tracey continually as he stomped from room to room. He got no response nor could he see anything until he got to the dining room and saw a solitary figure in the shadows slumped in one of the dining room chairs. The smoke in the room was quickly filling up from the ceiling level. Tracey crouched down so he wasn’t breathing in that. Ma belle blondine Christiane?" Love especially that erotic feeling of my sex sliding along your warm wet big bent banana!" How about this naughty little foxy finger finding its way down the split between your bums?"O, pappi. Not at my star! Isn't that too dirty to do? ... Oooh, it is already a bit inside, isn't it?" Taste for yourself, sweetheart!" I smell at my index, lick it a bit, before I bring it to her nose"How about the smell & taste of your yummy backdoor, beauty?" - "Hmm, smells sexy,. I hadn’t heard of the salon, but if Master had chosen it, I knew it was where he wanted me to go. When I stepped under the blast of the shower, I was grateful for the flash of pain in my shoulder. Master had beaten my back so I would have a memento while he was away. Master had used the strap and cat on me. The sound of his grunts, my moans and the slaps against my skin were all that had filled the room last night. When he was finished, he ran his hands over my punished back and moaned deep in. There is nothing more arousing that the sound of an older man groaning. The power I wielded over this otherwise cold man was pushing me closer to another orgasm. I wanted to come again. His hands were on my clit and his dick kept on stroking. I touched his hairy chest as he buried his face in my neck and said, "We’ll come together.” “I am about to come.” As I said that his groans became louder. Again I came on his dick while he emptied himself inside me. I kept on shouting, "Fuck yes, fuck yes,.