She was dressed in some form of shiny rubber outfit, like leather but glistening. I’d not seen that kind of material before. It was black and shaped...tight to her curves. It made her look powerful and good to fuck at the same time. Fucking Nazi bitch. Her hair was cut tight and short and was dyed black. Her lips and her finger nails were painted jet black. Her chest was large and heaved with her breathing. She stared right through me. In her right hand was a riding crop. She casually swung it. Sometimes, when I was feeling very low about my life, the answer was yes, that I wished I'd never met him. If I didn't ever know how much I could love someone it would have been a lot easier to love your father. I was convinced during those times that my life would have been better just with that one thing. Jimmy, I've often thought that your dad's life and your life and Phil's would have been better then too. Your dad changed a lot when he gave up on loving me after he was sure that I would. He sat back, tucked his cock into his pants and with a quick ‘Thanks’ was up and out of the theater. Joey and I just stared at one another. He then leaned into me and we kissed a deep soulful kiss. As we broke we both said, ‘I love you,’ and started to giggle with total abandon. As if a light bulb appeared over our heads, we suddenly realized where we were and somewhat sheepishly put ourselves back together and headed for the exit. As we passed through the store we where suddenly confronted. Then she started tofuck, fuck the girl, slowly but increasing the tempo of her cock deepinside Sofia."This hole is your cunny my girl. I've waited for you, now you fuck mycock."With that Sofia began to move her hips downward to full penetration, thenup so the cock nearly exited her opening. Mastress enjoyed watching hercharge fucking them both, her pussy responded to the banging of her moundcaused by the thrusts. Without withdrawing from Sofia Mastress rolled herover and brought her legs up to.