“No, whore… You haven’t pleased him yet… My boy needs some Paki pussy to fuck…”She edges down a little on the bench so that her pussy in f...lly available. Her lower back on the bench, her feet flat on the ground, her pussy suspended in the air. She pats her belly, encouraging the dog to jump on her.Bruno climbs up, hind legs between her thighs, front legs on the bench astride her body, paws struggling to grip the wooden slats. His cock hardening and already showing. She reaches down and plays. "You are just wanking along, I saw it when I went to the supermarket en here, just 30 minutes later, you still are wanking yourself! Why don't you just finish it and get over it and get back to work! People will notice this, your boss as you are not productive, your street as everybody can see inside your house! You make yourself look like an old horny dirty guy, would you really want that to happen?" She says as she is moving a chair from the table and sits opposites me. She looks a bit older. “Next time ask permission before you cum slut.” The order made her heart beat a little faster – this was nothing compared to her fantasies: it was better. “I’m sorry Sir... Please forgive me sir.” She begged prettily. Roughly he jammed his fingers in her hair and forced her lips on his. Phoenix moaned as she tasted herself on him, along with the remnants of his own cum still in her throat. He pulled back and Phoenix saw the gag in his hand. “Time for the gag bitch.” He said gleefully and he. But I can, and burns a different kind of fire deep in my loins. Oh how I would love for you to take me now, in front of the fireplace, with all the lust I feel pent up inside you. However, I have to be patient. It is only 8:30, and I must wait for the stroke of midnight. And then until dawn. Until then, I must wait and control my lust. “So Thomas,” I say, “tell me what you are studying at school. What are your hobbies? What is it you want to be when you grow up?” I ask these questions to take.