"At your service my master." You will serve me better than that mortal man." A feminine voice spoke as a claw like smoke hand reached over and rubbed ...the sexless crotch of a pantyhose form. The hips vibrated with pleasure from being patted. "This one cared too much for his family." "No one will escape me." The former mannequin said as she got down on the floor with her legs spread. Her mysterious mistress began to suck on her pussy and sent waves of electric pleasure straight to her brain.. “They have big ones; very big ones,” he said quietly. “And they can fuck for hours.”His tongue penetrated her and she quickly became lost in the imagery inside her head. She began to imagine Ben’s hands on her again. Lifting her thighs back just like the man in the movie; resting her legs on his broad shoulders as he thrust his huge manhood inside her. She could imagine being fucked like that; pinned down and being used for sexual pleasure. Black skin against white skin; black flesh pleasuring. The thought of her making a girl tongue her ass fascinated me. I didn’t think I had the courage to ask her though. I could only speculate the kind of punishment she could dish out if the question offender her any at all.I sat and read the book until supper and was surprised to hear Miles call my name.“Kind of early, aren’t ya?” I asked, taking the tray.“Overlap shifts” she explained, “Have to keep the inmates guessing.”“Beats me.” I shrugged, “I don’t know anything about security.”Well, she. I was a little uneasy about the camera, but I wasn't going to disappoint! I grabbed her hips and pulled my mouth forward as far as possible making myself deepthroat her this time. That received some very positive commentary from her on the video as she kept a running dialogue of the entire event. I got into a good pace. The cock slid past my lips, into my mouth and down my throat. Then slid out of my throat, past my tongue and then the tip was on my lips. I was sucking her nicely. My throat had.