Shaily started stroking and sucking my lund very vigorously. After letting her suck my lund for a while I asked her to open her legs, and I positioned... myself between her legs and aligned my lund in line with her choot. I just wanted to shove my lund in and fuck her but decided against it, instead I started rubbing my lund on her choot. Shaily was loving this and was making sexy sounds, the room was filled with such sounds and the scent of our sex. Shaily then took my lund in her hand and. Had it been put there by some children leaving messages for the friends they weren’t allowed to meet in person? In these days of FaceTime, Snapchat and all the other social media ways of keeping in touch, it seemed quaintly charming and old-fashioned: more like the sort of thing forbidden lovers would do in an eighteenth-century romantic novel than twenty-first-century South London during the Coronavirus lockdown.He also wondered if the “tomorrow” in the message was still in the future, or was. He had called up the client to ask if the firm couldn't just let this particular quarry slip through the net. The answer that he got was an emphatic no! He was told that they, in turn, had a client who was prepared to pay the firm a pretty penny for the privilege of penetrating her as and when desired for the rest of her life. The client’s client would be willing to sign a twenty year lease to possess her body, following her slave training. The company couldn’t afford to just forego such a. It was enough heartbreak me marrying a white boy but un negro de mierda, "Dios nos ayude" Lord help us." You're my mother fucking sex toy," he groaned while increasing the pace of his stroking, "and from now on, when ever I fucking call, you come, got it!?!" "O-oh yes," she gasped, "I-I'll always be there for you, j-just promise me that I can suck you off when ever I need it!!!" "And how often would that be, he gasped as his orgasm grew closer and closer!?! "Every fucking day," she moaned.