A lot of people don't like that." Does it bother you that they call you Inky?"She shook her head. "Black is beautiful, right?" It sure is on you. I ju...t want to lick your shoulder." Laura remembered licking Brandi's shoulder, long ago, and what that had led to."You do?"Laura nodded. "I can't help myself."Now Charise beamed in that angelic little-girl smile of hers. "You can lick it all you want."Laura bent forward and kissed her shoulder, running her lips all over it, then slowly in the. Third, if I do have sex with another man when I return home I'll describe in detail what we did and he must eagerly listen (Mark explicitly wanted this in the agreement). Finally, he can date no one and must stay home when I'm out. Well as most women would agree I couldn't believe my husband would submit to all of this. In the back of our minds I believed both of us thought this would happen only in our little fantasy world. Then one day I had lunch scheduled with Jack, a client from out of. He started pounding my pussy for all he was worth. The tree worked out great because it gave me something to steady myself on and my breasts could swing free. He was going at it good and I was really getting into it. Each time he pounded his cock into my pussy I would get more excited, I started to get more verbal and with each thrust I would yell out “FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME” getting louder the closer I got to cumming. I was on the verg of cumming and so was my husband, one last thrust. Grabbing her by the hair, he started pumping her mouth time and time again. He pushed deep in her mouth; she sucked, slurped, and gagged as saliva ran down her chest. "Ugh, oh," he grunted. "I am cumming, I am cumming," he cried, shooting his milk all over her face and chest. "Yes, you need more like that. My beautiful slut!" She smiled, thinking. "I must have done well; I hope he wants me to stay with him." "Go to your room, I will call you again. I need my rest now," he said. While.