"Ugggkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"The Boss was bouncing her up on his hard dick ramming into her each thrust making her gulp them the drop back her neck been chok...ed. Her eyes were rolling her mouth open like an out of water fish. She could feel the Mask sticking fingers up her ass twisting and tormenting. The Boss was leaning back to see her tits bounce as he thrust over and over. He was grunting with pleasure Debbie's head swimming. Once he'd come, her weak legs around his waist would be the only thing. I know what you’ve been upto.”“And what’s that?”“Please, James, don’t act coy. I know you want to something to be shoved down your throat. And I can help you with that. Get dressed or get packing. I’ll be back later tonight.”Ronald walked out of the apartment like he owned the place—which he did. James sat there, opening his wallet again, hoping money would magically appear. Yet still, there was only $200. His only option was to perform for his landlord.Come to think of it, he wasn’t that bad. She stuck her finger in her mouth, wanting to get it wet. This, she had learned, was called lubrication. Once ready she started to gently rub the tiny nubbin of flesh. She jerked at the wet friction and moaned a little at the pleasure. She rubbed slowly at first, using her other hand to tease her nipples, then sped up when she felt she had the hang of it. She felt herself come to the edge of an orgasm, but the feeling went away as soon as it had started. "Christ!" she muttered, and sat up on. As we were recovering the breath, I asked him about his sudden arousal. But the he laughed, saying today would come some young black guys he had hired to do the back yard and he wanted me sexually satisfied, just in case.But now after lunch time; as Victor was busy at his office, I was looking out the window at those magnificent chocolate pieces…They were in the back yard, doing their work. They were sweating under the hot sun and they also looked hot. They were not using shirts and I could see.