He whimpered the whole time.“Thank you, master. Thank you for fucking me,” he wailed.“That’s right! Thank Daddy for this dick up your ass puss...y.”“Thank you, sir!”“How do you feel about your master,” I asked as I plowed his loose pink hole.“I love you, master.”“You love me, boi?”“Oh yes sir! I love you, sir,” he moaned.“Get over here and suck this dick, bitch,” I ordered him.“Yes sir,” he said hopping off my cock and putting it in his mouth again.“You like the way that pussy tastes on my. "Tell me."She took a large gulp of her wine and then placed the glass back on the table."There was something in the mail today," she said. "A picture of me taken a long time ago. A picture that I didn't know about or even suspected. I was at this frat party and I got more than a little drunk." Ok, I get the picture," I said.Wrong choice of words, I know."Look, the sender of this filth wrote that he wanted me to do things with him or he'd send some more pictures to you," she explained."Yes," I. She held my head tightly to my pussy and whimpered. I knew she was close to orgasm, so I pulled away, I stood up and watched her curse me for not finishing her off. I laughed and climbed on top of her. We lay there making out for a full five minutes before I decided it was time for her to get what we both needed.I moved her legs apart and slipped my cock inside her. She groaned and pulled me close, slipping her arms around my neck. I fucked her as hard as I could, pounding her into the bed. She. “Balls. I LOVE your balls...” she said, emphasizing the truth of her statement by sucking one into her mouth, causing me to jump.“Gentle,” Haley said. “Don’t break our toys.”Deena’s “Mmmmm” reverberated through me.Ol’ Dickie was bouncing. Haley. Those damned brown eyes that drew me in sooooo far, not that long ago.“I bet if I did something, that thing’d explode...”“Do it!” Deena said, her head popping up. “In you. That way YOU get some and I get some...”Haley’s still short and still a bit on.