Lara pulled the condom from her half-limp cock and examined the weighty balloon of cum.“Five thousand dollars should buy a lot of pleasure, don't yo... think, Daniel?”“Yes, Mommy.”Lara positioned the bottom of the condom over his chin before turning it over and emptying its slimy contents all over his face. The thick, gunky gruel dribbled over his mouth, nose and eyes before running through his hair in creamy streams. She smeared the thick paste all over his face before inserting her fingers into. Curiosity caught the better of me and I put on the headphones and switched on the mp3."Hello Rita!" It was the soothing deep voice of Master Rob. "Are you a good slave girl for Master Rob?"I wanted to take the headphones off, but I had to admit to myself that I actually secretly found it arousing and I enjoyed listening to his voice. The recording went on to tell me to imagine myself in a place where I was secure and without worries, where everything was taken care off. All I needed to do was. We kissed again as my arms went round her, my fingers fighting to unfasten her bra. The catch opened and I pulled her bra down her arms, she sat up and I gazed with wonder at her beautiful, full breasts.Her hands were trying to unfasten my shirt, in the end she just yanked it open, sending buttons flying and material ripping. Her breasts pressed to my chest as we kissed, breaking the kiss I lifted her higher and closed my mouth on an erect nipple. As I suckled at her breasts I slid a hand. That's how I came across my Roor bong. That motherfucker was a beauty. She was about two feet long, and had an ice catcher. The green 7 series Behemouth.I also have a nice eight inch cock. A lucky man I am. We were approaching the door when Aaron said "you remembered the dope, right?"I turned and said "Do you remember who you're talking to?" Right.”So anyway, we got in the door and were pleasantly surprised. There was booze everywhere, and there were a load of hot females drinking that booze..