“Shut up and get down there!” he hissed at her, then grabbed harshly at her clothing, pulling her away from the wall and shoving her, sending her ...pinning off balance. He swiftly thumped his other fist into her side to ensure she crumpled as she went down, landing flat onto the soft mat in the corner. Her head slammed against the wall with a bang, and the foreman was lucky she’d put her hat on beforehand, else she would’ve surely broken her skull. She easily felt the bump though, and was dazed. “Good morning, Stud,” Mistress Trixy purred, as she reached forward and raked her nails across the young man’s heaving, muscular pecs. “Good morning, Mistress,” the slave replied. Peter noticed from his kneeling position that the large bulge in the man’s pouch grew larger still at Mistress Trixy’s touch. He was clearly becoming erect. Mistress Trixy noticed this too and grinned with pleasure. She slid her fingers down, into the waistband of the slave’s thong. As she pulled the material. Once he came in me and then another he pulled out and made me suck his dick and swallow and show it for the camera. It was really late when we stopped for a bit. I sent the movie to my husband while Joe made some food for us.We ate pretty much still naked. His dried cum still caked on my chest. He smiled at me and asked if I was ready to go again. Make another movie? I said sure. You want to put more cum on my breasts? He winked at me and we went back to the bedroom. On your knees slut. My cock started to twitch from the thought and I gently removed my hand from hers in order to keep from getting a full-blown erection right on her front porch steps. She almost seemed disappointed when I leaned back.Thinking as fast as my sex-filled mind would allow, I thought of her last words and decided that this was an opening that I was not going to miss. The park was going to "winter hours" once the schools in the area started back. That meant that they would only be open on the weekends..