“Oh, my God…what is that?” Melissa gasped. Dave’s voice was tight in the darkness. “Tornado,” he answered. Before Melissa could answer, Da...ve’s lips were crushing against hers, trapping her fearful comments, stifling her sobs. With no illumination in the condo, each sensation was intensified, and Melissa felt heat swiftly spreading throughout her body, and she became aware of a hunger that she hadn’t felt in a long time. Hands fumbling in the darkness, Melissa and Dave began to undress each. . fuck me hard master.. aaahh ahhh aahhh ahhha aahhh ahhh.. oh my god.. this is sooooo goood.. ahh ahhh ahh ahh..I am your slave for lifetime.. I am ready to be your personal slave.. ahh ahhh ahh ahh.. ummm ummmm ummm ahhh.”With every stroke, I was giving a moaning like this.After 5 minutes, I lost all my energy. I was completely satisfied, but this man was not stopping. I was enjoying it and was just moaning. We were still in doggy position.He then started calling me slut.“What happened, you. She screeched, her voice high and breathy, and she clutched her hands to the back of my neck and tensed up, pulling my mouth harder against her breast, and she came. Spectacularly.She could hardly move, rolled up as she was, but her pussy exuded a fresh batch of fluid, and her body began to tremble. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth was stretched open in a rictus of pleasure, and her arms squeezed against me. I felt her liquids oozing down my balls and pooling beneath us, and the. Hestood shivering as she put a bra and then a garter belt on him. He sat atthe dressing table as she slid real silk stockings up his legs and attachedthem to the garters. Next came the purple pumps with tiny locks to holdthem on his ankles. She had him stand and placed a wicked lookingvictorian corsette around his waist. She pulled the stays tight and thenslid the beautiful dress over his head.She sat in the chair at the dressing table and ordered him to kneel betweenher legs. "Time.