My breasts rather small but perfectly formed and I think they look rather good as my shiny, straight dark hair caresses the skin just above them. I’... here alone. Tired of Wall Street. Too much work, not enough sex. I’m looking for! some adventure.The gypsy girl and her lover have intrigued me.This morning I am alone on the beach as she sways by, wearing not the black dress, but a skimpy silk slip which shows off every curve and her very erect nipples. I imagine fingering my way down the. And here we were again."I don't remember any dream."He sighed. "My cousin got King Solomon, and I'm stuck with you."I had been having asinine conversations with my cock since I was a teenager. They were just an extension of my creative genius; thus, I wasn't concerned about my sanity -- too much!Closing my eyes, I tried to relax so that I could get back to sleep, but my cock simply would not cooperate."C'mon. Give me a squeeze." No! I am not going to change the sheets, three days in a row.". Pull your little panties and starts to lick you. You took my dick in your mouth while you hold on my balls. You are very wet when I tongue fuck your lovely pussy. You're pushing your pussy against my tongue and you can not concentrate on my cock.You sit up, and lowers your tight pussy down over my hard cock. Oh how it is nice to see you sitting with his back to me and lean forward so I can see my cock getting fucked by you. While playing you with a finger in your star. 'll Take a quick picture. I walked over to her face and rubbed her cheek with the coiled whip, "Stacy, I'm going to whip you, and you're going to thank me. You'll say, 'Thank you, Master.' and you'll do it every time I whip you." Y-You're a s-sick f-FUCK! When I get out I'll--" I cut her off with a crack of the whip against her thigh. It didn't draw blood, I didn't want her bleeding yet, but it did leave a red mark that rose nicely and was already turning a slight yellowish color of a bruise. She screamed of course..