Well justafter I knocked up the white woman with the blackhusband I ran into a little trouble forcing me to moveonce again. I was balls deep in a guy&...8217;s wife up thestreet when the little weasel came home. I was lucky toget out of there with just a black eye. Anyway Ifigured it was time to move on anyway since I wasbeginning to get quite the reputation. I mailed a card to the aggressive husband after I left(anonymously of course) telling him what a pleasure ithad been to fuck his wife, and. ..The tentacles had left bruising on her thighs and breast, the process of removing her clothes was rough, however this was of no concern as she felt so good, she felt alive.Her body was tingling and she was covered in the strange cum like sweat, her vagina felt extremely wet, she could feel it dripping down her thighs onto the ground.....she puts her finger in and tastes herself, it was foreign but sweet...she gushes, her juices flowing, her pussy throbbing.Sandy looked at beast , straight. Mistress keeps up my performance level by whipping me with awillow switch whenever my knees start to buckle, or my cocksuckingduties are not up to scratch. When I am on my last fucking, Mistress Diana holds my head to her breast and consoles me. Its been a hard two hours – I have cum constantly oozing out of my asshole, dribbling down my thighs and soaking into the tops of my stockings – my face has a slick veneer of ooze all over it – my lipstick issmeared all over my face from so much. ”Chandi and Moe shifted on the couch, making room for him.“Did it work?” Moe asked.“Hopefully,” Joe said.“What do you mean?”“I believe one part of the problem is solved. I’ll make sure it solves the other.”“You didn’t talk to Linton?”“Not yet, but I will. He’s busy resolving the first problem.”“Viv?” Chandi asked him.“Yeah. They’re hashing it out as we speak.”“Fucking?” Moe asked.“Yeah.”“So you were right.”“More than I thought. It’s a weird relationship. Kind of like the abusive pimp and his.