He always tried to behave and please Mistress as required. Was this one of the many mind games that Mistress tortured him with or was she serious?Gim... had to please with the massage. He knew Mistress Crystal knew what they felt like and he had to deliver. Mistress secretly enjoyed his touch."NOW!!" said Mistress. "You massage her now you dirty little slut."Gimp, slowly crawled behind Ferrari and slowly massaged her neck, back, ears and head. He could feel Ferrrari melting into relaxation. This time he grabbed me by the back of my head and he slowly but steadily thrustedforward, squeezing his fat cock head down my extra tight virgin throat hole!Lenny pulled back a little allowing me to catch my breath again as I gasped for air, taking a moment just to breathe and soon he held the back of my head again firmly while attempting to squeeze his big cock down my tight throat hole. He repeated this several times, going deeper and allowing shorter breathing breaks in between each thrust. Thai man no good. He butterfly too much, cannot trust," she said, searching my face for a reaction. I need man who want to take care of me and I take good care of him. I twenty eight now, getting old."I thought to myself here we go, the same old bullshit. Old? This woman is a vision, a work of art, I thought to myself. In the states, she would stop traffic and cause old men to have heart attacks. She had no idea of how pretty she actually was. Where I came from, men would pay just to talk with. She must be feeling this on her pussy. I’m so sexually charged. I’m fantasizing about just slipping the shoulder straps of her nightdress off her shoulders. I want to see her breasts. Her young, large breasts! Grab them with both hands, feel them, squeeze them. Listen to her moan. I want to pull my pants off, just slip my hardness inside her. All the way in! Grab her by the waist and thrust, thrust, thrust! No holding back! In and out, deeper, deeper, harder, faster! Explode inside her, fuck.