"Fuck me harder," you whisper. I smile and continue at the tormentingly slow pace.Your hand wanders back to your clit, you rub it furiously as I slowl... fuck you. You want to cum on me.I can tell you are close as you start rubbing faster and faster. I'm close too, I can feel it welling up inside of me."Oh fuck, I'm going to cum," you scream. That's all I need to hear. My balls tighten and my cock begins to twitch as I fill you. Your pussy spasms as you cum, pulling my cum deep in you, milking. Soon, Layla was back to her normal personality, and she smiled lasciviously as she pulled roughly on Tom’s shirt to get it off. She then removed her own, revealing the lacy bra that enclosed her large breasts. She then suddenly stood up and began walking towards her bedroom, unclasping her bra and tossing it aside as she did so. Tom got the message and he hurriedly followed after her, removing the remainder of his clothing as he tried to catch up. When he got to Layla’s room, he found her lying. "Please Jamal, fuck my ass," she begged. "I need you to fuck my ass again. I need your big black cock inside me." Why?" he asked."Becase I loved it," she said, crying now, "and because my husband won't do it."Jamal looked down at Megan. She was between his legs now and unbuttoning his pants. "Your husband's a loser," he said as she began pulling his trousers off. "He'll never satisfy you with that little worm of his. He doesn't even know how to kiss a woman."Megan nodded, it was all true. She. Ah, herewe are."She led me into one of the largest bedrooms I'd ever been in. It was woodpanelled and contained a large, four poster bed, the sheets turned back.It also had an en suite bathroom, its door slightly ajar, through which Icould hear the sound of running water."Helga is drawing a bath for you," said Gerda, noting my interest."Helga?" My maid. Come here please, Helga."Helga emerged from the bathroom, gave a small curtsey, and looked at usexpectantly. She was a plain girl who appeared.