A flush of embarrassmentwarmed his cheeks, and he wanted to hide the fire of his feelings for thesissy Penelope... but he couldn't cover it, and there...it stood inevidence."Looks great," said Mr Ridge in a growl, and it was then that Jasonrealised that the man was in nothing but his shirt now, with a vigorouscock looking stiff, even rampant, maybe due to Jason's appearance in hispink open-fronted dress. It was a shock to him, for he suddenly realisedthat Miss Presswell might allow the man to do. Then it happened: a warm sensation invaded me and I knew he had come…Jerome pulled out and slapped my bare ass cheeks. He warned me:“Now, bitch, you will serve all my black mates here…”Then he kissed me and left me there, surrounded by all these blacks.A dark figure crawled on top of my back. His dick was less than seven inches long and it easily slipped into my tight asshole. My pussy had been stretched to its limits by my Black Master and I wanted some attention to my asshole. That black. “What do you want?” she asked, in a low and terrified voice, as the two black men had hold of her arms by sandwiching her tightly between them.“I’ll ask the questions. Is your husband at home?” Russell said and asked.“NO. He went to town, but he should be back anytime now,” the terrified pretty blonde wife answered, in a very frightened voice.“Is anyone else in the house?” Russell asked.“Only my sixteen-year-old daughter, she’s upstairs in her room,” Beth answered softly, trying hard to control. There really should be a man around when a girl is punished.I felt a funny, quivery feeling inside. She was leaning pretty far over, and it was hard not to stare down the front of her shirt. I wondered if she knew what she was doing, if she knew how much she was showing me. I couldn't stand it another second, I had to say something. "Ok, I'll do what I can." Good." She suddenly relaxed, like she had been all tense for some reason. "I knew I could count on you. And I know you won't say anything.