Yeah it's just inventory. Okay... see you tomorrow, love you too!"She felt bad lying to her mother but she couldn't tell her the truth that she was ov...rseeing the work of two big black men, the same two big black men that would be driving her home later that night. Her mother would most assuredly tell her father, and he'd waste no time storming to the diner in a rage. Her parents liked Frankie though, and they trusted him with their daughter's well being. At least they thought they could trust. Something about the dirty talk and names made me crave it more. His ass was so muscular and hairy, he shoved my face between his cheeks and told me to not stop licking until he gave me permission. The feeling of having my face shoved between his hairy sweaty cheeks and my tongue as far deep in his asshole as I could get was such a rush. I zoned out and did what I was told, I loved hearing him moaning and feeling him try to shove my face deeper and deeper into his ass. He said I finally earned. The wider ball at the base was inserted just behind her teeth and the Mistress tied the strap behind her head. The feline could breath enough, but only if she made sure to push against the toy with her tongue, and took slow shallow breaths. Any swallowing cut her breath off completely for a few seconds until she could get her tongue back into place again. It wasn't long until Rosalyn had to start wiping spittle from her pet's mouth every few moments. As Cylvan turned hew head towards the. She had failed. She had not told him. She was angry at her cowardice but what could she do? She was distraught at the thought of waking in his bed - he always reached out for her and renewed his love. Once he touched her she would be lost and would only want to be in his arms. She could not let him make love to her again and then, in the afterglow, tell him she must leave him. She must leave while he slept... should she leave a letter? Ahhh, when she had impatiently stuffed her study papers in.