Angel tried to sit up, but her body was so overcome she could hardly find the strength. Her eyes cracked up to the leering face of the cabbie who was ...still kneeling between her legs. The cabbie’s hands clutched at each side of the girl’s waist and lifted her up into a sitting position. The faces of the 2 women were now almost level and Angel could see that the older woman’s face was covered in the model’s juicy cum. ‘Do you see Angel? Do you see the juice from your pussy on my face? It’s all. ” You eventually say as You begin to tire of my antics. “I thought my control was Your responsibility Master,” I reply mischievously and glance at You. You look back without a word and shake Your head. I finally get an inkling that maybe that comment was too much, but can’t think of anything to say in order to rectify it. Rather than dig myself in deeper I remain silent and behave myself. You take a left turn and we are driving down a quiet country lane. It’s a warm,. He released his hard-on from his shorts and placed it at the entrance of his slave’s hungry, slippery pussy. “I’m just not sure,” he teased. “Please, Master. Your cock is the only thing that can make your slut cum. I need you inside me. I need to feel you cum inside your slave’s unworthy hole.” He pushed the head of his cock inside me and leaned over my body. He began slapping his slave’s tits harder and harder. I was writhing out of control, trying to force his cock deeper inside me, but he. By January she was quiet big, George came to visit her every day and now she was pregnant she was excused from work duties permanently.?Morning sexy! Morning Baby? he would say as he came in, closing the door behind him. Looking at her standing there in just her blouse, he smiled, went up to her and rubbed her now rather swollen stomach, rubbing the sides of it gently and nibbled playfully on her breast.?How are you?? he asked as he sat behind her and pulled her blouse up slightly, placing his.