She's perfect, a sexy little ass and plump little lipswith just a hint of an overbite." Once more, I should have shouted athim to get the fuck out, ev...en before he'd opened his mouth. But Ididn't. This time because he was obviously a gym junky. The man wasbuilt like a brick chicken house. And because shouting at Goliath wasonly likely to anger him. Again, this wasn't the whole truth and nothingbut the truth. It wasn't just fear that held my tongue. It was also,probably mainly, because I wanted. "I just ... cleaned."There were a bunch more questions, but I didn't admit to anything. I didn't like those people, snooping around and asking questions, like they were angels sent from God himself to pass judgment on my Master and my school. My whole country in fact. I knew a lot of other countries didn't like us just because we had slaves, but that wasn't any of their business anyway, so far as I could tell. It wasn't like the South was buying people in Africa or something, all the slaves. Desperation. Do it faster. And rub that pre-cum over your dick so its nice and wet, you've ready made lube"She was right. I did have a lot of pre-cum, dribbling down my hard, erect cock. I massaged the head, getting my palm really wet then rubbed that wetness all over. Getting nice and slipperyI started pumping faster. Nice steady fast rhythm. Looking into her eyes, and at her boobs I longed for her. She smiled back at me"Faster, but don't cum"Faster I went. My hand a blur up and down my wet. Ich checkte also das Profil des Paares, was meinen Entschluss, den beiden zu schreiben, nur bestärkte. Denn Franks Ehefrau war zwar, wie er auch, deutlich über 40 - aber den Fotos im Profil nach zu urteilen hatte die Dame eine schlanke Figur und war eine durchaus attraktive Erscheinung. Auf meine freundliche Nachricht hin meldete sich Frank recht zügig, stellte noch einige Rückfragen und bat um ein normales Foto von mir. Nachdem offenbar alles zu seiner Zufriedenheit ausfiel, teilte er mir mit,.