And with my eyes locked on his hard member, I spoke softly, “I want your dick, please, Master…” “Where?” Dallas asked, rising the flogger an... landing it hard, but not as hard as before on the back of my right thigh. I whimpered lightly, legs shaking, “M-My pussy… Please, Master.”He smirked, stepping forward so that he was mere inches from me. I watched him with an innocent gaze, brows furrowing together at the feeling of his tip at my entrance. But he didn’t enter me just yet. Dallas instead. Mourners drifted away, smiling gently in sympathy, shaking our hands, and giving soft words of condolences. Alexis stood at my side, ramrod straight as if holding her body rigid would control her emotions and lessen the pain. Sorrow poured through me, heavy and unwelcome. Staring down at the side-by-side graves, two coffins resting at the bottom, my sinuses blocked up, tears prickled behind my eyes, a lump choked my throat. I'd never thought I'd be burying Mom and Dad together. It wasn't. D was captivated by J's sweet soft Highland accent - he had had lots of English ladies via AW, a few Welsh fillies and even a Sheila, but never any Scots lassies. Distance was obviously a problem, but eventually they agreed on a meeting at a chain hotel near Glasgow, which they could both reach by road. Obviously it would need to be an overnighter, and Jess promised a hot one!D became more and more excited as he drove up the motorway, especially once he was past Gretna Green and in the land of. Much to their surprise, Tracy motioned him aside, her tongue cleaned out her pussy, and Wendy sucked his cock clean.Tracy’s cum scented mouth was shared by all three, and the men sitting close by were going crazy. The group relaxed, enjoying their wine and the sensual dancing of the other women. Dan alternated fondling a bare breast of Holly and Tracy.“I couldn’t help but noticed the celebrating taking place at this table.”The four looked up to see a man stop at their table, looking down at the.