..so she finds a spot inside my poor lil pussy and start workin on that with a good rhythm (nobody tell me that white people dun have rhythm ;-) ) and... ladies well she could really control me!!! Whoa...I cum, cum again, and again...and again...and her hubby suckin my tits and kissin' me while she works inside me...She had such a devil smile on her face when she saw I couldn't fight it and she was boss....So I there beggin for mercy while she just continues to work my inside! Think it was my. Pushing me closer and closer. In the heat of the moment, I raise her off her feet and set her down on the desk and begin to slowly grind myself against her warm crotch. "Mr. Keys," she gasps. "No, not now," her hands travel down to my lean chest and she begins to push. Or so she attempts. Instead, she grabs my shirt and helplessly pulls me closer to her. Her movements, too, becoming rather fast and urgent. She wants to, I think. As my fingers creep up under her tight pink shirt, I hear her. Want me to drink first?” He opened and took a quick drink, again looking fearfully to the stairs. Finally, he held the bottle to my mouth and I drank, finishing it in a few seconds. A few minutes later Hazel and Gail walked slowly down the stairs, laughing all the way.Hazel smirked as she got into my face. “You think you’re so smart, don’t you? That’ll change real fast…you’ll see. I know you hate me. Once we’re done with you you’ll hate me even more, but you’ll also fear me just as. No more running for another minute or so,dammit, and LeLacques wasn't going to let an opening like this slipthrough his fingers... or the fingers of whomever was calling the shotsat the moment.I rolled sideways and got to my feet, noting that he'd tried to skewerme through the back. "Karloffson?" I asked, trying to taunt him. "Thatyou?" Dagenham," came grunting out of 'Sherri's lips. It was followed bysomething that sounded vaguely German, which in turn was followed by afeint at my face and a.