"Sure thing, slave," Ned drawled, grinning. "But let's change up things a little."He turned around and positioned his hips so that his cock hovered ov...er her face. She wrapped her fingers around it, pointing it towards her open and eager mouth as he lowered his hips. She moaned as he plunged past her lips, shivering in delight at the taste of both his manhood and her own sex.She panted hard as she devoured him, sucking him hard and massaging the rest of his shaft with firm strokes from her. ... Pussy too. I love a dripping wet cunt that I can tongue fuck while I'm being double stuffed and pounded into oblivion. She can suck on cock too, I don't mind sharing. I'm sliding my fingers deep into my cunt slowly, imagining your cock thrusting into me. I am trying not to moan, and at the same time I want to be heard. I'm grabbing my blouse and practically ripping the first 3 buttons off, moving my free hand to play with my breast. Now I'm slipping my hand into my bra and squeezing my. Three minutes later, she came back into view, carrying her choir robe in her hands. She opened the passenger side again, and got back in the car, after first putting her robe on. She sat back down in the seat, turning to face towards me with one leg up on the seat."I'm ready."I looked at her. Twenty four hours before, she was on her bed, bawling her eyes out over her lost love, and now she was here, ready to watch me jack off while she wore her choir gown. This girl was special. Resilience like. Basically, when I was working with her I didn’t see her in a sexy manner. So I never observed a bomb in her. That day it was normal. We watched a movie had lunch and we left for the day. After a few days, I asked her to come to my area as it is famous for restaurants.We went to a restaurant and had lunch. I asked her if we can just go to my place and she can go home in the evening. Once we reached my place I cursed myself as the maid didn’t clean the room. I didn’t want to get the first.