”“I’ll do it now.”Lamar tossed a twenty towards the bed purposefully missing his target. Tyler hopped up to grab it and when he did Lamar went...to steal a look at the computer screen. It was as he had suspected. There was a video Black man ramming his huge dick up the ass of a white boy. Tyler saw Lamar reach for his HP as it was too late. He was slightly mortified. He stood there shaking in his graphic tee and sweatpants. His pale skin turned pasty. Worry crept into his bright blue eyes. All. She wasn’t able to do much though, as it was so tight that there was no freedom of movement. She then removed two fingers, and lifting my rear up a bit, she began to finger fuck me. Then it happened. Out of nowhere, I felt her tongue running its way around my asshole. She even gave both my cheeks hickeys! Then, without warning, she forced her tongue into my asshole. Now, I’m not sure if she had done this with dad or not, but this was my first time. And it felt good. She seemed to know what she. Bob had decided to take us out in his ‘pride-and-joy’, a 1959 Morris Minor convertible which he had completely restored from a rusting wreck he found in a barn. After an initial bit of ribbing and ‘old-banger’ jokes, we set off at what seemed quite a speed for an old car – at least, that’s what it felt like with the top down. It was only when I looked behind me that I realised there was a tail-back as far as I could see. ‘Oh dear,’ I said, shrinking down into the seat as somebody tooted. ‘We. . well there are only two choices, aren’t there?”Mandy began laughing. “I’ve heard about your weekends, Margaretta,” she said between laughs. “And I’ve always been curious to perhaps attend, but you have always made it clear that there is only one Mistress for the weekend. This would be my chance to be that Mistress.” She paused and looked directly at Margaretta. “Am I interpreting the bet correctly?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.“Or your chance to be a slave,” Margaretta replied. “Do we.