She felt his mouth on her pussy and his tongue inside of her."OOoohhh goooddd," Cindy moaned. At that moment Cindy didn't care if Mrs. Richards walked...in, or if the baby awoke and started crying. She wanted this Italian Stallion inside of her. Mr. Richards ran his hands down to her ankles. He brought her legs up until her knees were on opposite sides of her face. Mr. Richards then dug into her pussy even more. His lips and tongue caressed every inch of her womanhood. Cindy continued to moan. "Now let me make sure that I understand exactly what you're saying, Mz. Elder," Carla said sternly, "you're guaranteeing that my daughter will receive daily instruction in large black erection etiquette?!?" "That is exactly what I'm saying," the headmistress replied smoothly, "in fact we guarantee that your daughter will get at least two hard fuckings a day by black erections that are at least nine inches long!!!" "And oral sex?!?" Carla Scott asked. "Of course," Marion Elder shot back, "that. He had just bought her a brand new Lamborghini and she was forever making him ride with her, it had been an “I’m sorry for cheating gift.” He wanted to drive his Porsche. But if Kendra wanted something she usually got it. She had been the one to propose to him and he had said yes, not knowing what he was in store for. Kendra giggled as she climbed into her sexy cherry red Lamborghini. She admired her husband. He was a chick magnet yet he never really knew how good-looking he was. He was the. The blind fold was tight. The pressure of the binding was close to the point of making her see stars. Somehow, he knew when to stop. He knew how far to go. He knew what she needed.The gasp she made when the chair lifted off of the floor put a smile on his face. He knew she would not expect being lifted. He knew that she could feel the bite, the security, the pressure in the fullest when she had no control or ability to touch the floor.She could hear him. She could smell the musky scent of.