The slave Tom Henry was going to be wrestling with stood a head taller and somewhat thicker as well, but not so much that folks would call it a comple...te mismatch. Just enough so I felt a little bit of concern. I really wanted to see Tom Henry win, of course, and not only because if he lost I'd find myself playing bedroom negra to Miss Ingersoll for the rest of the night, but because he was my Master's slave. That Mr. Reiser would have Cory for his bedroom negra hadn't completely slipped my. I'd always thought about these, but they're so much better in person. I take one of her nipples in my mouth, causing her to arch her back and let out a moan. I start to kiss down her stomach and stop when I reach her navel. "Are you sure you want me? You want this?" Yes," she pants as she runs her hands through my hair. "I want you."I take that as my cue to keep going. I use my fingers to stroke between her folds, savoring every moment of her. I can hear her react to my touch and I lower my. Finally, it was dress rehearsal night. Mostly family and friends were invited along with a lot of media folks to offer their reviews. The first act took place mostly in the bedroom with Rebecca and her husband discussing their sex life, or lack, thereof. Rebecca was usually dressed in her nightgown and got dressed right onstage for work. Her husband spent most of the act in his boxer shorts, as well. The scene switched to a coffee shop where she would rendezvous with her lover and make plans to. I was trying to watch and drive at the same time so I missed a lot of it. I saw a small rest area and pulled over. They both looked at me and I said, “I couldn’t watch you suck his cock and drive at the same time and I want to watch her drain your cock.” She leaned back over and started sucking him again. I watched for several minutes while she completely swallowed his whole cock and held it in her throat. I started rubbing her pussy from behind and she just moaned and pushed her ass towards.