They couldn'tslacken, either of them.Jon didn't slacken. If anything he was working harder at being a maidthan anything he'd ever done before.Away fro... the myriad of household chores Jon looked forward to thenights alone in his room at the top of the house when he could get outof the black maid's clothes and slip on something of his own - a brightblouse and a light skirt. He had, in the time he'd been at Northwood,forgotten what it was like to wear male clothes. Sandra had assured himhis old. " I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. But it was with those words that my husband buried his tongue and face deep inside my pussy. I couldn't believe it, this was the first time that my husband had ever tasted the cum of another man, and it was coming from deep inside my wet pussy.The cum was on my husband's tongue, just long enough for me to see it before he reinserted his tongue to gently mine for more of my hidden treasure. He licked my pussy and clit until I was. I walked in her room and immediately notice that Sue had left her blue jacket open on the bed, I paused for a moment and remembered her on the bus, I bent down and put my nose in the jacket, I could smell Sue’s perfume and shampoo my dick was oozing precum. I wondered what that soft jacket would feel like around my cock, my heart skipped and thumped. I decided in that moment that I was going to find out. I let go of my aching dick and with shaking hands I picked up Sue’s jacket. The feel. Lying naked, Alisa watched one of them take her jeans and tee shirt off and pull the dress on. This black girl was heavier than Alisa and struggled into the dress. Once on, she paraded for the men, which made them laughed.Tony was first, as was his prerogative as the leader. He walked up to her and, again using her hair as a lever, pulled her onto her knees. Pain shot up her leg from the scrape on her left knee.Forehand, backhand, forehand, backhand; the slaps made her ears ring. "You fuckin'.