" but she squeezed them like she was kneading cookie dough. A shot of agony made me howl, but that only seemed to bring a smile to her face"You squeal...like a slut !" she said. Oh my god..who was this woman?! It seemed like seeing me dress up girly had awoken a potty-mouthed nymphomaniac in her.She continued fondling my balls, and with the other palm, started stroking my shaft. It was already up tight and her expert touch made it hard as a rock. I was oozing pre-cum. I would rather have licked. I exit the bathroom wearing my little uniform.He is a large man, around 6'3-6'4. He probably weights close to 260 lbs. I would guess that he is in his mid 50's. I look down shyly as he grabs my hand and leads me up to his bedroom. I follow him up, looking down the whole time. We enter his bedroom and he pushes me up against the wall holding my hands above my head, pinning me. I look up at him and bite my lower lip. This drives him crazy and I know it. I will do exactly what he tells me. Perfect sex. I rammed into her hardcore and mercilessly for 10 minutes and then came up inside her. I know I felt at least 7 contractions on that one, and cum was oozing out of her pussy all around me as I pulled out. I told Julie to suck me clean, and she immediately obliged, sucking my half-hard cock and cleaning all the cum off my balls and my shaft. I even thought about fucking her again, but unfortunately she had to get going to work. We ate our breakfast and she had to scram.Well here I. ” Her face instantly became slack and she turned to look at him in reproach. But she was silenced when she saw the severity of his features. “Alright,” she managed. Slowly, her hands came up to meet his, pushing up her breasts to their utmost advantage. “Yes,” he breathed out. “Just like that.” Her thumbs stroked down over her now hard nipples, their dusky peaks swollen in arousal. His eyes caught hers in the mirror, and she met his feral look with one of her own. She now knew what it was.