She quickly rolled the soaked panties off, tossed them aside. Sitting on the bench, she leaned back then opened her legs wide so I could see her entir... pussy and ass. Ms. Candy had a bit of a tummy, but it didn’t disturb me in the least. Her big tits, big ass, yummy pussy, and the wet trail of sweat and juice dripping down into her clean, little puckered hole only made my already stiff cock even stiffer, and painful with the load that was building in my balls.“Take a good look honey, you ever. "Mary, did he really say that?Dean Watson really thinks that?" What, honey?" Do they think I'm gay?"Mary smiled. "Well, you know how people talk. Until you got married lastyear, before that, well, even I suspected you were gay. But the cross-dresser, transsexual thing didn't get discussed until recently. You know,between the book and the way you look, I mean, Frankie, you can't hidethat part, I mean, your beautiful hair, your pierced ears, the way youkeep your eyebrows trimmed and shaped, I. “Yes Sir William! I am your dirty whore!” I exclaimed.“Now slut I have a surprise for you” he said as he turned my head towards the kitchen. My jaw dropped when I saw Joe standing there with his cock in one hand and a video camera in the other. I saw him look towards the front door and nod his head. Two men that I had never met walked in. One was the color of caramel and had spiky black hair. The other was a muscular black man. I had always fantasized about being with a man that wasn’t white. Waite went over to the desk and sat down. He called the judge over, and cut the ropes, then leaned back in the chair. The judge went back to work.He spun the dials with his back to the desk so Waite couldn't see. He carefully opened the safe door and carefully reached in to the safe and pulled the hideout gun out. He slowly cocked the gun, took a deep breath, and then spun and fired. He hit the chair right in the center of the back of the seat. Holding the gun at the ready, he stalked over to.