She alternates between licking the bell end, with special concentration on tonguing the banjo string, with nice deep throat insertions. Wonder who tau...ht her that? It’s not deep enough for me though, so I grab her by the ears and push my cock steadily ALL the way in. It’s obvious that she can’t breathe properly but my cock pleasure takes priority and I enjoy the banging of my loose hanging balls on her chin for a while before easing it out and allow her to breathe properly. Don’t want to cum. Mistress held him by his hair and shoved the cock in his mouth. It brought his mouth almost to breaking point. Mistress was fucking his mouth, shoving it in. forcing him to take it deep. He was gasping for breath but Mistress would have none of it and then suddenly she let go of him. He saw she was holding a giant ball gag in her hand. It was pink in color. Pink had almost become synonymous with Mistress. She clasped his nostrils which blocked his breathing and he had to open his mouth for air.. "But not better than you," he said. I was still the only person he dressed in drag for. With Alan it was sexual with Jake playing the submissive, which usually preferred, but did on occassion liked to "get my dick dirty". Whenever Jake described these encounters I found myself becoming very aroused and discreetly removed my cock and stroked it as he continued the story. As the story progressed I opened his pants and removed his cock and started sucking on it, tasting the preexisting precum. ‘Just hush up’ The black man yelled at me. Then he picked me up and made me sit over his legs, straddling his lap, facing him. With my dress rucked up around my waist and nothing on below I looked down to my crotch and saw his incredible huge sized of black cock, standing tall and proud. There it was, a quite impressive shaft raised between us, with my bare mound pressed firmly against it. ‘No way, you would not dare’ I raged at him. ‘People might come at any moment”. He just laughed at me..