Waiting.“How long have you been like, that, boy?” I asked, texting while driving, which I always insisted that he never do.“An hour, daddy.“St...ay there.”“Yes, sir.”He takes it so easily now. Look at it. It’s not even lubed. He says: “Lube isn’t natural.” He says: “Pussy is pussy - and this is your pussy.”I come in, unbuckle my suit-pants and they drop. I step out of them, leaving my work socks on. My cock is raging. This will be the third load I give him today: first thing in the morning; again. A driver in an impeccable uniform opens the door for her.“Would you like something to drink, Miss Johnson?” The man courteously offers her.“No thanks. I’m pretty tired and I wouldn’t want...”“A cup of tea or coffee”, he insists?“Very well ... A coffee, thank you”.The limousine travels through the plantations and small overcrowded hamlets that surround Nairobi. Rebecca feels overwhelmed by the curious impression of well-being with which Africa welcomes its visitors. The blue sky, the red earth,. There are still several inches left by the time it thumps the back of her throat. She stares at the fascinating creature as her throat squeezes and shifts around the hefty cock. Xenora finds it amazing that she has taken so much so quickly. And just when it seems Bridget is going to slide off, her throat squeezes the head and her face presses into her groin.Xenora grabs her head before the young woman can pull off her cock and holds her there. Bridget just stares up at her new mistress, reaches. " Then he picked up his newspaper and started reading.I couldn't believe that he would work me up and then ignore me! I'd show him though. I went back to cleaning up, ignoring the fact that my dress was hiked up and ignoring Jake. That lasted about ten minutes, and then I was back in front of Jake saying, "Please Jake, please make love to me now."He looked at me and said, "I'm not going to make love to you tonight."I was so turned on and so frustrated that I was ready to cry, when I remembered.