Please shoot your hot jism in my mouth. Fuck my mouth and shoot your come in me.” Barbara responded. Mark leaned forward and placed his hand on the back of her head. He began to thrust deeply into her throat and she began to gag. Mark pulled out and shot three spurts of his hot semen on her cheek, forehead and hair. “Clean me up.” He commanded and she licked his meat clean. Mark took two fingers and scooped up the biggest glob of come. He began to paint her breasts around the nipples. “You are mine. You are my sex slave. Say it.” Barbara instantly responded. “I am your slave. You can fuck me any time you want.” Mark took his semi-flaccid cock and began to rub the head around her cheeks, nose and forehead. “Get to know your masters cock.” He instructed. Barbara replaced his hands with hers and rubbed the cock around her face. “I love this cock. I love this cock.” She began to suck it again and Mark repositioned himself on his back. Barbaras C cups swayed across his indian thighs as she bobbed her head up and down. “Suck it slave. Suck your masters cock. Thank me for servicing you.” “Thank you master. Thank you for fucking me. You are my stud.” The blood began to flow back to the massive banana. “Cup my balls with your hand. I've got another load for you.” Barbara picked up the pace and swallowed another salty load after a few minutes of intense cocksucking. “I could taste your pre-cum. I knew when you were going to unload.”Barbara announced. “You're a good slut.” Mark rolled over and hugged her as he went to sleep. Fully spent. Being with a guy is something I had frequently fantasized about in my adult years, but just never did it for various reasons. Fear, nervousness, morality (kinda lame), health concerns and so on. The fact that I married young and did not want to cheat on my wife is another reason I did not follow this fantasy. YOU BOUNCE IN THEIR LAPS AND SLAP THEIR FACES WITH YOUR TITS. She laughed and keep rubbing my crotch. “Use that asshole! If a guy can learn to make me happy then he’ll be happier with me. I’ve had three long relationships because the sex was good.” She has not in the last three years called me that once, and now its been twice in twenty-four hours? Don’t you know a son must talk like that to his mother, must not ogle at her… talk properly seeing with whom you are talking”. At stroke 15 I saw one of the girls start to have an orgasm. She continues to slap, with her hand and the panties, the reaches down, pulls up Cindy's legs and and start's smacking Margaret in the head with them, and rubbing the dirty soles into her face, smearing her professional make-up all over. How can I help you?” “Oh, wow, that was incredible. As it turned out, he was outlying his plan for the evening. You aren’t suggesting, what I think you’re suggesting, are you?” Her nail polish and lipstick all matched: a bright red, the colour of love, passion, lust. She said she thinks she went to the restroom, she was here ten minutes ago. She was leaving first thing in the morning. He decided that if she remained silent and didn't start acting up for attention he would save her some food. “Yes, very nice to meet you Miss Johnson and Mr. Jackson.” Jennifer said, and Hank saw her gaze back at him and stare. Anna squirmed, the tips of her ears burning. “Watch me.” “Hi, Glenn,” Amanda greeted her boss from her knees as if it was just another day at the office. It could be hot. Her name was Clara Blurton, and she is also 59 years old, but looked 15 years younger. Amy indian said that her memories were a little fuzzy. Some are wearing leggings. Oh, but they tried to deny it, as high-elves held dignity over all things, but even they, the noblest of races, could not conceal their fall from grace. Rita was completely interested “well what was his response”? I head to the bathroom in the master bedroom to take a quick shower. ‘And?’ Not her sucking me off, though that would be involved, but me actually plowing up into her mouth until I emptied my cum down her throat, just like I was servicing her pussy. I realize out of context it wasn’t that impressive or strange, but ever since I met her when we were alone we ended up having sex, and frankly… It felt really right that we could just enjoy an afternoon together as friends, without feeling an obligatory need to feed off of each other’s horniness.