He simply pulled me back into him and ground his soft, but obviously massive, cock against me. He was moaning and calling me his slut, his whore as hi...s hands explored my body, keeping me bend over and feeling the stiffness starting to mount in his cock. It couldn't have been fully hard yet but it already felt bigger than any of the dildos my Master had made me take in my pussy and mouth down in his dungeon. My heart was racing as I begged for him to let me go, squirming in his massive hands but. Monique reaches down with both hands and parts the lips. It is clear she is very wet. As I press my face to her opening I am aware of a delicate perfume as well as the natural muskiness of her sex. Does this woman who gives nothing away really apply the fragrance every morning just in case? My tongue probes. Monique squirms. Her thighs close against the sides of my head. For some while I devote all my concentration to melting Monique's reserve. My tongue glides in and out of her warm vagina. I. I was shorter than Kate – my height was about five foot six inches – but I had developed a fuller figure. This had happened rather rapidly, and during the previous six to eight months I had really blossomed out. I always had a nice butt, in fact for a long time I thought it was my best feature: there was no excess weight at all, my hips had a shapely flare with buttocks that were taut and well-rounded. Now I began to realise why, as the jut of my ass was balanced by the growth of my chest. I sat down wanking my cock keeping it hard until she appeared again, she stood in front of me, opened her robe there she stood in a new baby doll nightie totally see through and matching G string also see through, this time no bush but a neatly trimmed landing strip, you like she said, of course I said, as wanked a bit faster, as she started bending over showing me the outfit, next she walked over to the TV and turned on the VCR, as I watched there as a couple making a home movie, it was our.