Like any drunk, obedient and horny guy, I obeyed. I lied down and then she mounted me. She held both my hands and put them on her tits and started gri...ding her crotch against mine. This was getting too hot for me to handle and my dick was straining to come out. She realised my discomfort soon but continued grinding her pussy against the length of my dick. Suddenly she got up and undid my jeans. I got the message and pulled them down along with my boxers.She got rid of her panty held my dick in. He had nearly finished preparing breakfast when he heard Jan stirring upstairs. She always got up a bit later than Rob knowing that he would have the meal ready for her when she arrived. He looked around as she too made her way to the pool, naked as usual and was pleased that she had only bought down one of her thin sarongs as a cover up later on. She finished her laps of the pool and made her way inside to dry off. Where she stood offered a view of her naked body to those out on the. I want to find a true mistress, preferably an older Black woman who oozes strength, femininity and authority in every pore. That's my fantasy fuck, people. I usually dominate sluts. Can't let one of them dominate me. I'm holding out for the genuine article. A stern Black mistress.Take my slut Wanda O'Connor for example. She's a thirty-something white female executive working for one of Boston's top engineering companies. Tall, plain-faced and kind of plump, with long red hair and pale green. It was around 8.30 by that time.Then we started to talk to her other things and I kind of started to flirt her.To that she replied ” Flirt kar rahe ho? tumse paanch sal badi hoon”. To that I replied, ” toh kya hua flirt nahi kar sakta?”. Then she replied, ” Koi fayada nahin. While we were talking I could’nt take my eyes away from her breasts and this time she caught me red handed or I mean red eyed. ” Rahul us samai se Kya dekh rahe ho? ( What are you looking at?) she asked me. To this I got.