“Oh I'm sorry Stan, I didn't mean to. I just needed to ask you something,” I said as I covered my eyes. Then he was a little annoyed and put his d...ck away, but I did catch a glimpse of it. “What is it sis?” Stan asked. “First is it OK if I ask you something personal?” I asked. “Well, no offense Michelle, but you have walked in on me during personal time a few times now. So I don't think it's a problem,” Stan replied. “I'm sorry Stan,” I said as was getting ready to spark a tear. Then he felt a. Aur hum dono masti kar rahe the. Uske face p jo expression arahe the usese mai aur horny hogaya .Tabhi achanak usne meri jeans utari aur mera lund bahar nikal aur hilane lagi maine bola ise muh me le . Woh thoda stare karne lagi .Jaise hi usne muh mein liya mujhe bahot alag sa feel hua .Aisi feeling life mein pehli baar ayi . Woh suck karti rahi aur mai ankhen band karke bus baitha raha .Ek dum se madhoshi si chane lagi thi. Jab jab uske lips mere lund k top par ate meri heart beat bad jaati.. Pickups continued in town. We were so busy that we rarely went to the mall, and the closest anyone came to one was the day Morgan was passing through a drive-thru to get his morning coffee and the building was suddenly behind a pickup interdiction field. Becky and Beatrice started riding with him in the mornings. The near miss had left both women shaken despite Morgan's clear statement that he would have refused to be picked up without them.We did spend some days at a local pool. Angelique. I concentrated on rewarding Josephine, my tongue lapping up Master’s jizz staining her taint and clinging between the cheeks of her ass.I loved it. Choosing who I rewarded. Though Sven owned me, I still could make choices. Like pleasing this woman. My heart beat with such joy. How did I, out of all of my race, get so lucky to be rescued by such an amazing man?I purred louder, loving the jizz I lapped up, savoring the salty flavor tinged with Josephine’s sour musk. It sent such a naughty thrill.