I couldsee the white guys cum dribbling from her cunt. The smell of a freshly fuckedcunt made my cock throb with desire. I felt Gwen put her hands on ...he top of myhead. Then slowly push my face towards her cunt. ?Baby you had best startlicking. If you don?t then I will have the boys fuck you instead.? While Gwen was talking the white guy forced my face into hercunt. Between Gwen?s words and being forced to lick. It was too much for me;when I opened my lips and started sucking the guys cum from. Gillen was four inches taller than Bremer and probably fifty pounds heavier but as she stood, stretching, bones in her arms, legs and back crackling, Bremer had the distinct impression the woman was even taller; certainly bigger and stronger. She seemed to fill the room as her shoulders rolled and her body came back to life.“I don’t know, Honor,” Bremer swallowed. “I think so, though. I think – I think whatever happened, it’s bad.”Gillen’s face clouded and set in anger. “And probably has. As I pushed the button he opened the door and welcomed me into his house.As we shut the door and walk inside I see just how good looking he is. About 40 years old, brown hair, clean shaven, nicely fit, but not gym rat buff, just wearing a loose t-shirt and gym shorts. We do some small talk as he shows me around the house, and the different rooms, although one door was shut and we didn't go in there, telling me to make myself at home. Finally he leads me into the master bedroom and tells me to. She was indeed lovely, fair and white as snow. Of course the aristocracy made sure that no sun dimmed their complexions whenever possible. I could certainly sympathize with that. Several of the times I had crossed the path of the Countess I had felt her eyes upon me. I was unfailingly servile but I was aware she seemed to have an interest in me. At least once I saw her lick her lips. I hoped it was anticipation. How right, and how wrong, I was about that, I found out one night after about a.