She pressed her head into his gentle hand needing the love. Pixie are you alright. She did not move and weakly smiled. Yes, Master. I am very happy ev...en though I am extremely exhausted and drained. Please Master do not force me to cum again. I think I am too dry. That last orgasm hurt very bad. I ask for Mercy. If it pleases Master to use me more I will happily do my best to please you. There is no need for you to endure more, pixie. You have used your safe word so we will stop for now. Can you. She had discovered early on that her very pale skin was extremely vulnerable to the stung African sun and therefore she always covered herself as much as possible when outside. In truth, she knew there was another reason. Though she was proud of her body and was by nature a bit of a showoff and a tease, she realized quickly that, in this place at least, modesty and caution should be her main considerations when dressing for any 'public' appearance. After a long drive over rutted roads in. It was obviously a stranger, someone who didn't know how to close it without the vicious spring slamming it shut.She was about to get up to have a look, when a young woman let herself into Julie's office.Julie hadn't seen her before.The building was secure; she must have a security pass.She was Indian, and introduced herself as Anjolie Lalitha.Anjolie was beautiful: tall and slender with olive skin, big, brown eyes lined with kohl, a womanly wisp of black hair over each temple, quiet voice,. She said "You don't mind do you?"I just laughed at her and said "Use me all you want, I'll be your boy toy."She pumped her hips up and down on my cock, and said "Use you. Use you. You let me fuck you good if you want to hear about last night."I just smiled and said "Fuck me all you want."Marcy laughed at me and slowed her fucking until she was just rocking back and forth on my cock.She said "I can't believe I fucked you with all those people watching. Then Veronica licked me, and I though I was.