She was staring at him with a glazed look, enjoying the wild fuck she was getting from my husband. Hal lay on me as he reached his hands underneath to... grab the cheeks of my ass and hold on while his cock plowed into my wet gash. He was licking and kissing my neck while fucking me with long, powerful strokes until his moaning became louder and all of a sudden, his body tensed, his cock throbbing, shot yet another load of his seed deep up my cunt. He squeezed my ass cheeks tight while unloading. A moan and a movement from the floor brought us back to reality. Settling back on the sofa our plaything got his next instruction, “My foot aches because of you! Get over here and kiss it all better.”Raising himself, obviously still in discomfort he crawled to me and began to kiss and lick my boot attentively. “Your slut is so sorry Mistress to have caused you any discomfort” his mouth licking every inch of the leather as if it was the best taste in the world.Reaching over his Master grabbed. Sholonda called me a useless bitch and ordered me to lick her harder. In spite of myself, I obeyed.I licked Sholonda's hot, hairy and sweaty pussy as best as I can. She was really demanding, insisting that I lick her this way or that. When I deviated from the pussy licking format she liked, she would smack my face. Hard. I hated that part. I've never been smacked by some bitch before, though I've smacked plenty of bitches. Afterwards, she had me lie on the carpet, legs and arms spread. Sholonda. I kept thinking about all of the questions I could have asked, maybe even should have asked. I squirmed nervously as I waited, wondering how long I’d be kneeling here and if he or she would even answer my questions. When the doorbell rang, I quickly tossed my robe on and answered the door, eager to see what the reply was. I was a bit surprised when I was handed a box. I settled into my spot at the table and opened it, pulling out the letter and reading it.“Inside the box you will find the.