“So fucking hot and tight,” he moaned. The fullness I felt was astounding. Gently but persistently, he started to fuck me. Each time he pulled ...ack I moaned and when he pushed back in the loudness of moan was intensified threefold. “What a man you are,” he whispered in my ear. “Feel good?” “Feels fucking incredible,” I answered him. Soon, I had taken control of the thrusting. My ass had opened up for him and I was ready to get fucked. I picked up the pace and started riding his. “I know my husband would order a blow job, if he was drinking tonight. I love to drink blow jobs but never had an alcohol one,” Claudia joked.“The Blow Job has an ounce of Kalua, Coffee liqueur, Amaretto, topped with whipped cream. You grip the mouth of the glass by your lips and tilt your head back to drink it. If the cream is spilled and trickles down your body then anyone you choose is allowed to lick up the spill, no matter where it is on your body,” she smiled.“I’ll have to remember to. We grew paranoid that we might be caught if not more cautious in our meetings, in our daily association around the castle, people might grow suspicious and she could ill afford to lose her job as she helped support her parents and siblings with her income. Each day, Lady Ashwood permitted the female servants to pick a rose from the garden and pin it to their dresses, it being the sole personalization to their otherwise mundane and identical formal uniforms. We agreed that if Lilly wanted to see. She gasped for air and Motin took his cock and started rubbing it all over her face leaving a clear trail of pre cum on her cheeks and chin. Your cock tastes so good,’ she panted. He guided his near bursting cock back into her hot wet mouth and this time she naturally took him deep in her throat there’s a good little cocksucker,’ he sighed, ‘take it deep, you dirty girl.’ He started panting harder. All she thought about was how wonderful this cock felt in her mouth and how good it tasted. She.