But, no, Mistress wouldn't want that. She hummed, still brushing her beautiful hair. She shifted; the robe was open, and I could see the profile of he... perky, freckled breast topped by a dusky nipple and the gentle swell of her pregnant belly. Perfection!I shifted my hips, shivering as my thighs pressed against my burning clit. I could see a smile playing on her lips. Her nipples hardened, rising up like little, dark-pink shoots. My own nipples were hard, and when I breathed they rubbed. "Oh, Mistress loves us to suck her cunt," Willow cooed in Quatch's ear. "This morning, I sucked Master's cum out of her pussy while I gave her a gynecological exam." Christ, you're getting me hard," Quatch moaned. Willow grinned, and whispered loudly in his ear, "Why don't you stick that hard cock up my tight snatch and get some relief. You wouldn't want to develop a nasty cast of blue balls?" No I wouldn't," Quatch moaned and bent cinnamon-skinned Willow over the chair and started fucking her. I met with Darren our real estate agent on my lunch hour to get access to the house, he let us in and helped me measure the windows. We ended up downstairs where the windows were high up, Darren moved a bench over so I could reach as I came down off the bench I slipped and he caught me before I could hit the floor. Darren was a big black man 36 years old about 6 foot tall, not what you would call body builder but strong and very handsome. I'm 48 mother of 3, not what you would call overly fat. He was a little shorter and a little stockier. Maybe 6 foot tall to my 6 foot 2. 230 lbs. to my 210. But that didn't matter. I went in.His living room had boxes in it and furniture that was placed around. Probably not in the positions they would end up being in. I told him I wasn't into making out or kissing and he said neither was he. So we both got naked quickly. While disrobing, I asked where he wanted to breed me? Couch? Floor? Kitchen? He said the couch was good.Before he was done getting.