She stopped and looked back at him curiously when she felt him dropping behind her, her water blue eyes sparkling. She offered him a small smile and w...ited as he caught up to her and they stood there with people parting around them like a stream around a rock. Is something wrong La Buissoniere? She asked, tipping her head to the side in a puppy like fashion. He clenched his hands to stop from reaching up to brush off a lock of curled light brown hair that had fallen across her fair skinned face. The first I knew of their arrival when I heard my master talking to them and laying down a few ground rules; like they had to use fresh condoms every time they fucked me; which now explains why I had been buying up condoms as if they were going out of fashion. I really could not believe my ears when I heard him tell them they could use any of my holes as long as they tipped the contents of the used condoms into a bottle and I was to drink this concoction of spunk in the morning.Then suddenly I. It was horrible.Kiss it bitch.She was reluctant. He holds her hair and pulls it making her cry with pain. And when her mouth was open,he pushed his cock inside gagging her.Suck it smoothly, bicthShe tried to roll her tongue on the tip of his cock.Hmm that is good, rolll it all around.Then he held her head and began to pump his cock, as if he was fucking her face. After few stroks he removes his cock from her mouth, it was fully wet with her saliva. She had tears in her eyes, partly because of. The touch of Angie’s tongue sliding through it was so much better than when any guy ever ate her out. The feeling was so subtle, tender, and erotic. Angie wanted to stick her tongue inside Sara’s wet cavity, but she opted not too. What she was doing was enough and she could tell Sara was more than enjoying it. So, slowly, Angie brought her right arm down, tracing a finger across Sara’s hot skin until her finger found her still sensitive clit. With her finger, she circled Sara’s moist clit..