Her master pushed her back down and started to fuck her deep…hard long strokes…his hand on the back of her neck….. Her masters cock felt so good... sliding in and out of her soaking cunt, the pressure of his hand on the back of her neck, the other hand squeezing her breast…her breath was getting deeper and she groaned loudly every time his cock fully entered her, his balls slapping against her as he got faster, and harder, and deeper…..she felt her masters hand move from her breast, still holding. I could watch his hands groping my breasts and probably have an orgasm of how sexy the contrast of his black skin against my white flesh was to me.I could feel his cock twitching as he ploughed into me harder and faster with each thrust, then I felt his cum start to fill my cunt with its warm sticky consistency, this sent my body into the second orgasm of the morning and I still hadn't managed to make breakfast for the boys. He held me in his large strong muscly black arms until my body stopped. ‘And’? was his reply text. I responded … Susan seemed to take to me and if you’re okay with it Alan, she has suggested we meet again reasonably soon. ‘Sounds like you’re in there mate, she’ll be home soon and I’ll have a chat with her’. As I was getting ready for bed I got two new texts. The first from Alan … ‘You’ve pressed the right buttons Bill, she can’t wait to meet you again’. The second from Susan … ‘It was lovely to meet you at last, you’re a sweet guy Bill, lets meet again SOON’. The. He asked me how I was, if I had a good sleep and other basic chatter that I was not really paying attention to until he said that giving me a ticket would not really teach me anything. That made my ears perk up thinking I would get out of it but he looked at me saying that if I was his daughter he knew what would teach me a lesson more than a ticket. There was an eerie silence between us as I contemplated what he was suggesting and then in a quiet quivering voice I said, are you proposing a.