What I feel is promising. I open his jeans and take his cock out of his pants. Bingo. Arnoud's cock is at least nine inches hard black meat. Without h...sitation I immediately take him deep in my mouth. Above me I hear satisfied growling. His cock has a nice bend down and without any effort he slides down my throat. Arnoud comes in his rhythm and without mercy he fucked me deeply. I hear praising remarks. My French is not that good, but I know that much. Although the feeling of the hard cock is. "Good girl." Thank you, Master," she said, bowing her head.I returned my attention to my book, smiling to myself. Noticing the music had ended, I glanced across at the stereo system."Would it please you to listen to something light in the background, Master?" she asked quietly."It would," I replied. "You may amuse yourself on the couch when you have done so, little one." Thank you, Master." She was the expert when it came to music and she had excellent taste. She chose something classical then. Michael breathed deeply, leaning forward placing one hand on the bed beyond his sister’s hip and lowered his lap down across the two pairs of legs. He’d seriously though about pulling down his shorts first but as with the videos he’s watched he knew/felt he had to obey only the instructions he was given. His right hand reached down towards the carpet as his hips lowered and the tent in his shorts slipped into the gap between his mother’s right thigh and his sister’s. he gritted his teeth to. A little while later, Trudy smiled to herself as Eddie’s moans started to sound more desperate and his body began to clench with the prospect of his impending release.‘Oh, fuck,’ he groaned, his hands balling tightly into fists around the bed covers. Trudy waited until she felt his cock subtly change shape in her mouth, in preparation to pump into her, and then slowly retracted herself away and began to get dressed.‘You have got to be fucking kidding me!’ exclaimed Eddie, eyes open wide in.