Now Mr Strickland a big black man stood behind her, the head of his cock rubbed along her wet pussy lips. They could only see her tall exposed body in... her dishevelled hotel maid outfit as her master began by thrusting his thick big black mature cock in her submissive wet cunt. He fucked her so hard her bare breasts mashed against the cold glass. Her hard nipples sending the chilling signals to her brain contradicting the small waves of orgasms rippling through her young body.Each thrust of his. He dropped it at my feet. ‘Good Dog another free meal!’ He liked rabbits better skinned and gutted and he loved to use me to set them up for him to catch them. There seemed to be a never ending supply on the fringe of the forest that clung to the gullies along the cliffs and the heath land on the flat exposed plateau above. It was getting dark when we returned and I prepared the vegetables and turned the meat over in the marinate. It looked good enough to eat raw. There was probably too much, I. ‘Yeah.’ ‘Then you’re gonna have to get your groove on!’ Pat stared at her friend. ‘It means you’ve got break out of your isolationist rut and be . . . well, be a girl.’ Gail looked around. ‘Cool. Old Navy.’ ‘If Mr. Baker sees me wearing something with the word ‘Navy’ on it, he’ll probably lose his mind.’ Pat looked at her shoes. When her face came up, it was filled with resolve. ‘Works for me.’ ——— —————– Two hours later . . . ——— —————– Gail had dropped about twenty bucks to the boys to keep. Those were words he didn’t mind hearing at all. Violet rose and turned around, lowering her pert little ass onto his thigh. Eric could feel heat emanating from her panties, through his jeans as she rubbed against him. He knew he had to test her statement, and Rose’s willingness to obey. He also needed a proper greeting, and had to cut his dance short. “Excuse us –” Eric rose up, handing her a stack of bills, smiling. “Stick around, though?” “Oh, I’ll be around,” she replied with a wink. .