It wasn't too hard to find. I wanted to be closer.I moved right next to him, but he stopped me and pushed my hand down to the floor. "From down there,..." he said. I knelt in front of him, obediently. He said nothing else as I analyzed him. I ran my hands up and down its curves, wanting to ingrain the feel of each and every veiny throb that pulsed beneath them. For some reason he put the towel over my head and his lap. I couldn't wrap my fingertips around the hairy base and both my hands barely. Fuck yeah! I filled her submissive cum slut slave girl ass and softened in her ass and withdrew. My cum ran out and dripped on my wifes car like wax. I grinned.I then picked her body up off the car and removed the tape, panties from her mouth and cut the duck tape from her hands. She looked into my eyes with tears, and said, "why Master, did I do something wrong?" I laughed softly and told her, no she did everything right. I just wanted to use her and then I unexpectedly slapped her sore. Jackson crawled on top of her and continued kissing her as he began to change from simple massages to little tweaks and pinches at her nipples. She liked the pinches; once, he accidentally did it what he thought was a bit hard. When he pulled his hand away and began to apologize, she grabbed it and put it back. “I liked it,” she whispered. “Just don’t hurt me on purpose, okay?”Jackson didn’t understand why anyone would hurt a girl on purpose, but he promised her he would never do that. “Hell,”. That made me turn him around to rim his sweet hole for a few minutes before I turned him back and he bent over to work on my dick for a while. All the while I kept one and then two fingers in his hot hole. He pulled off my dick and offered his to me again which was all the encouragement that I needed. Since he didn’t seem close to cumming, I wondered if he was interested in something else, so I asked if he wanted to get fucked.He kind of moaned yes and I rubbed my fingers against his prostate..