. you're wet," Robert murmured into the girl's mouth as his mouth covered hers in a tongue tangling kiss and his right hand cupped her fat pussy. "You... were looking forward to being fucked, weren't you?" Please Deacon... don't talk that way," the girl protested but Ramsay had deduced during their earlier trysts that crude language seemed to arouse her."You know you want it, don't you," he continued as he knelt on the fake bearskin rug and drew the girl down with him. "Your little cunt is hot and. I licked, sucked and slid my tongue in as deep as it would go to moans of pleasure. The taste of ass was overwhelming but being in a helpless state I had no choice.Lorenzo was laughing, telling me that I was such a whore,slut, tramp,cumm dumpster and any other derogatory word he could think of as I continued eating hairy ass.Then he pulled my blindfold off....and here was this obese, hairy, bald guy, his wet asshole staring at me,with a nasty grin on his face.Lorenzo told me, you wanted Cock. It should simply be there to coddle the senses so that they can focus on touch, so that they aren’t jarred out of the experience by anything distracting. Low light and soft music that barely registers upon the listener are best: white noise, nature sounds, and calming instrumental music that flows in one ear and out the other without leaving any sort of impression. Scents are good, as well, but again, should be only enough to keep the mind focused on the massage, rather than drawing attention. She was ready for work by the next time I saw her was in the kitchen. "Good Morning!" I said. She looked at me and smiled... and said, "going out with the girls tonight and I didn't want you to think I was ignoring you" "HA!" I said... Then I realized I had a night free to myself and started the day off right. I always think that she thinks I'm going to cheat on her, which is why she blows me in the morning without warning sometimes. Who am I to stop her. Furthermore, who am I to behave. The.