She grabbed my semi erect cock and pulled it from my boxers. I was laying on my side on the edge of the bed so it was easy for her to access. She bega...n to stroke it gently getting more aggressive as I got harder in her hand. I let out a soft moan as I closed my eyes. ‘Lay back and enjoy it baby,’ She whispered as she moved her head to my fully erect cock. I felt her tongue slowly lick up and down the length of my shaft. Without any hesitation she wraps her lips around the head and works her. After 8 hours straight, her little, pink, puckered star, once so tight, would never fully heal. Even her pussy was puffing up from getting constantly slapped by ballsacks.When a lucid thought crossed Candy’s mind, it was usually I have to get this one right… but she could never quite remember what it was that she screwed up in the previous take or all the ones before.“OK, choke her hard.”The links of Candy’s chain collar tightened around her neck. Air was first to stop flowing, then blood, then. I turned. There was Becky Mom. She was standing at the back door of her house. She was just coming down the back stairs. She had a glass of wine in her right hand. I gulped. I heard Stan gulp. Both girls waved at Becky's Mom. Unlike Becky. Her Mom was the exact opposite. Becky was small and petite. She had no curves. Her Mom was 5ft 6 with long legs, and killer curves. She had a huge chest, a tiny waist and big hips. She had a huge ass to match her sexy thighs. She was wearing a white two piece. She lay down face to face with Laura, her eyes still pulsing with hot sex, but now vaguely troubled too. "Don't think of me as your boss, Laura," she whispered. "When we do this... it's just... us. I love it. I don't want it to have anything to do with work."Laura kissed her cheek, her jaw, her neck, her ear, bringing her hands up to Ada's magnificent, out-jutting, firm breasts, gently pinching the plump, thick bulbs of Ada's soft nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. "Mmmm, I love it.