“Only speak when I say you can. You understand?” Laila shook her head. “Say that you understand.” he said. “Yes, I understand.” Laila said...in a soft submissive tone. Laila moved forward under his direction. Even blindfolded, Laila knew her apartment well, and knew he was taking her to her bedroom. He forced her to sit on the edge of the bed. It seemed like an eternity as she sat there, curiously awaiting his next order. She heard the sound of a zipper being undone. “Open your mouth.” he said. “Did you put that in or was it here?”“It was here and it’s one reason I bought the condo. I love soaking in a big tub.” She swung her feet to the floor. “Be right back...” Jason watched her as she headed toward the bathroom. He regarded the shapes of her buttocks and the backs of her legs.He waited for her near the bathroom door. When she opened it and stepped out he scooped her into his arms, carried her to her bed and gently flopped her onto it. He knelt beside her and covered her face with. Oliver had never seen or felt or tasted anything more alluring than Lindsay’s swollen, wet pussy. She was so wet her sweet juices had dribbled all over her lips and down the insides of her thighs. He licked and kissed her clean and sucked gently on her smooth, delicate lips and swollen clitoris. Lindsay was sighing and moaning and whispering his name as her hips continued to rock and her fingers moved through his hair. He slid a finger into her hot, slick little vagina and stroked her from. I could tell she wasn't exactly upset with me. Maybe it's flattering to be ogled by a man who is screwing another woman. Come to think of it, it can't be that flattering to a woman being screwed while her partner is being turned on by someone else.My dick, which had been in the process of deflating, made a U turn and shot right back up again. The person I was in appeared to feel it too, because all of a sudden I heard her moan. And suddenly she was over the top. She screamed out her orgasm,.