"Do you have coffee on, bitch? A new, full pot?" Mr. S asked as he crossed to the kitchen table and sat on a chair after turning it to face his bitch....Yes Master Mike, would you like a cup?" Dianka asked, already reaching for a mug."Not just yet bitch," Mr. S said. "I want company to have coffee with and your slut ass doesn't count. You will go next door and invite Barbara Sanders over to join me for coffee." But Master Mike, I..." Mr. S cut the slut off."I didn't ask, I ordered, you bitch" he. I gagged on his cock two or three time and he then said "fuck yes" and as I sucked up and down on his cock it exploded shooting his cum up into my throat. I sucked him dry till all his cum was in my mouth. I then got up and went to the bathroom where I spat his load of cum into the basin and rinsed it as well as my mouth. I returned to bed and my husband and I made out kissing passionately for a while, while I laid on top of him. His hands went under my pj's pants and while we kissed he. She creamed like a rank beginner and was unable to control her passion, as it soared to a high peak. Kerri desperately grabbed his head and pulled it tightly into her naked chest. She moaned and screamed so loud that at first Jim wondered if Kerri was hurt. Realizing she was in the throes of a premature orgasm, he caressed her throbbing nipples and gently massaged her luscious tits.The robe had opened fully and fallen off her shoulders, leaving her almost completely naked. Jim's hungry eyes. I ripped her shirt off and started sucking her lucious nipples. They were already hard before i started. I slid my hand underneath her pants. I started rubbing her clit. She couldnot help but moan. I took off her pants and panties. I started to eat her pussy. "Ohhhhh god ohhhhhhhhhhhhh god, damn, dont stop" she screamed I just kept at that spot until she came into my mouth, her Juices tasted so sweet. She then turned me over onto my back and got in between my lags and started licking my cock..
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