I was pleasuring her boobs nice. My palms massaging those melons and lips kissing sucking and biting gently all over her boobs.“Oh Master, fuck me l...ke a nasty slut,” she moaned. Hearing her say this, Amar who had finished his ice cream by then got hornier. He took off all his clothes and sat with his dick in his hand, stroking it nicely.I decided to go for the first round then and there itself.“We will have some kinky adventures, but let’s start with some crazy pounding,” I said as I pulled. “N-Nearly every day, Master...”“But sometimes more than once?”“Yes, Master.” She finished drying me. Her mouth was quivering, tears trickling.“What’s the most you’ve been fucked in a day, Lavinia?”“I... ah... I think... tw-twelve times... mmmff... mmfff...M-Master.” The memory did not appear to be very pleasant by the look on her face!“Mmmm... quite a treat for an ex-Lady of the Manor.” She sobbed openly at that. “I told you to stop snivelling, girl!Go into that bedroom and get your arse. My husband said, “Jackie, where are you going?” “Gotta go,” I said, ” I have a date at the gift shop. Now!.”I realized now that hubby lagged behind as I walked quickly to the gift shop. He had set the whole date up and he wanted me to experience it all by myself… like a gift. When I arrived I knew my date immediately. He didn’t wave or motion to me but I went right to him like a cat to catnip. He was a man to be noticed, a man that commanded attention. He was an incredibly sexy black man. I. She was keen to check out the rest of my music collection, and I still had a bit time before I needed to be off, so I helped her over the fence. Fuck me, when she was half way over, leaning forward with one hand on the post and the other out for balance, I got a good eyeful of those sweet young tits then! I could probably fit each one in a hand, but they were perfect, like they were made from silky cream topped with a plump, glazed plum. My cock got hard alright, and I couldn't think about.