It hurt, but not as much as being Carol's bitch. She slid her cock slowly out then back in deeper expertly.Ian tried not to moan but couldn't. Carol w...s a master with a cock. As she started to get her rhythm, Ian started to be her whore. Helplessly, he moaned loudly to each deep stroke of her cock and she loved it. She spanked his arse as she pounded him, "Who's bitch are you Ian?"He desperately wanted not to say it but each deep stroke made him yell, "I'm your bitch, Carol. I'm your bitch. 6 ft h aur body theek h aur mera lund 5 inch ka h. Ab me aapko bina bore kre story pe le jata hu.Ye story meri sexy padosan aur meri h meri sexy padosan ka naam shweta (name changed) h aur uska figure bda hi mast nd hot h koi bhi usse dekh kr chodna chahe uska figure 36-30-36 h aur bde gol gol boobs or gaand h. Ye kahani shuru yese hui ki me in shewta aunty ko 10 saal se janta hu aur hum dono bde hi frank ya dost h to me unse aur vo mujhse saari baate share krti h aur unka husband dubai me kaam. She took on all the players, Bill Cosby, the fat Rasta DJ and then realized one of the guys on top of her was the car valet from earlier. She fingered his gold name-tag as she read his name out loud as blasted inside of her! “Thank you, Clarence!” That got a few laughs from the line.The two black girls, Mary and Lucinda, who lived at the house, were in the living room. The music had died down as even the DJ was off fucking pornstars. The ghetto bitches would always be ghetto no matter how much. JoAnne heard herself say, “Go ahead and take a couple hours, you probably have some Christmas shopping to do or something.”That got a warm smile and a “Thank you”. The rest of the evening was normal, although she did finger herself – just a little – in the shower.The PackageThe next morning, as JoAnne dressed for work, a number of things became obvious. First off, most of her clothing was missing – not one bra or panty was in the condominium. Even the bra she’d had on yesterday had disappeared.