She could only beg, they were so brutal. Aaron shoved Kim over toward Tyrone. “Meet your Black Master.” Crystal pushed Kim’s face to Tyrone�...s boot. Tyrone threw a black leather bag down next to Kim. “Bitch get off floor, kneel.” Kim struggled to her knees. The Blonde Milf looking up at her three tormenters. “Please this can’t be happening. Don’t do this. Please.” Taking the Bitch to the BasementA. She had to lean across the table for something and I stepped up behind her reaching round to caress her tits. I nibbled her neck and worked my hands inside her top and undid her bra. It was the most wonderful experience to feel the weight of her bare tits in my hand after fantasising for so long about feeling them and fucking her. She had the most beautiful tits and gorgeous nipples with a biggish areola that I tweaked and kissed unable to get enough of them. The tea was suddenly forgotten as. "Oh...no man...thanks for the drinks, but...I'm really a guy," I stammered."Well you look like a bitch to me," he said. Somehow it didn't sound likean insult, more like a statement of fact. And really, he was right. Here Iam, dressed like a slut and taking free drinks from this guy. I didn't knowwhat to say, so I smiled and looked into his eyes nervously.He spoke again: "Why don't you come back to my place? I've got a thickproblem that I think you can help me with."He took my hand and put it on. Here's an extract from a recently discovered conversation, so read it carefully before you give your final answer, folks...Who said: "id walk through your door without saying a word as you answered it , shut it and now your all mine behind closed doors I press you up against the wall so you cant get away I begin to kiss your soft lips I run my fingers through your hair , then gripping it tightly I pull your head back as I start to kiss down your neck from left to right then biting it then.