I want some coffee." It's on the wall now."I walked over to the kitchen table and pulled out a chair. I sat and silently watched Isabel's skirt slip a...long her legs as she bent over to pick the lid up off the floor. She placed the lid on top of the stove, grabbed a towel from above the sink, and began wiping up the mess. She felt the lust in my eyes. She paused for a moment, turned to me, flashed an approving smile, and asked, "Why do you drink that instant crap anyway? It tastes like wood. ‘ You get the other half when we are finished here. ‘ I tucked the remaining bills into Baltimore’s shirt pocket. With that Baltimore unfastened the key from his key ring, and he handed it to me. ‘This is the key to the mop closets. It fits all the locks, but the closets don’t all have the secret hallways.’, Baltimore advised. ‘ Don’t you worry about a thing Beverly and I will be very careful. Your secret is safe with us.’, I agreed. I closed the little portal to the room, and we began to. It seemed forever that she and Fran had shared this dirty, foul room. She stared blankly at the cold, white light illuminating the grimy window pane and it didn't mean escape or freedom anymore. It meant nothing because she couldn't escape.There was no place to go. There was no one to go to. She shivered as she remembered the lust that was becoming a part of her life. She wanted it to stop. But her own fiber was interwoven in it. Sometimes she forgot whether it was Manuel who suggested the. Like a good slave she did not move or make a sound. I told Tracy to get on her knees, I stood in front of her and said now slave suck masters dick, and you better do a good job or I will have to punish you. Little did I know Tracy was a pro at oral sex, this little lady sucked my huge Black dick as if it was a Popsicle. I was almost at the point of no return, so I told her to stop, but she kept on moaning and sucking on my monster cock. I had to push her way or I was going to shot a load all.