When no sound greeted her, she headed downstairs and flipped on the lights, scanning the basement her ex-husband had finished as a man-cave, but which...now also served as David's private domain.Even though she was a little worried about what sort of trouble her eighteen-year-old son was getting into, she couldn't help feeling excited that he was out. The odds were that he wouldn't come back until the wee hours of the morning - if he returned at all. That meant that she had the house to. Gradually your curls fall to your shoulders as you shake your head a bit; the effect is exquisite, and I snap a couple at random. Your eyes never leave the camera lens, knowing you're looking right at whoever shall see these pictures, and knowing what they're thinking as they do: that you are dead sexy and don't care who knows."Unbutton the shirt. Slowly."Your smile creeps up a notch for half a second but then disappears, replaced by an earnest seriousness. Just as I asked you take your time. She was moaning loud, I was literally scared whether someone might come in. Stopped there and went home. As soon as I got home, checked to see if there is anyone home. To my luck, everyone was out and I called her over the phone to come home. When she came home, I took her to my room and started to remove her dress directly and sucked her tits as if there is no tomorrow and pushed her down and kept my dick on her face without removing my underwear and rubbed it, she was so horny that she. Forcing herself to hold position as the door closes with a decisive click and the lock falls back into place, Sam’s eyes flick to the side so she can see the black boots step around her, looking very much like her Master’s but still not knowing for sure.On the edge of her vision Sam can make out a bag being placed on the ground to her side and then the man stepping to stand straddling her middle, and then lowering himself to his knees so that she is trapped under him. Feeling the man’s weight.