She then told me to come over and she grabbed my cock and placed it at her hole and slowly pusshed my cock in, I slowly slid all the way in as I felt ...his balls beneth mine. She was moaning loud as he started pumping his cock in and out of her pussy, tightened by my cock in her ass. With the feeling of his cock rubbing mine between the thin layer of skin I couldnt move. I could feel her ass start flexing as she began to cum and I unloaded everything I had. Everything seemed to slowed down and we. She couldn’t stop squeezing her hand. The hand he was holding was so open; this other one just had to be closed tightly. It had to be! She couldn’t stop it.He held her thumb up in the air. He cleared his throat and she looked up at him. He held her eyes and bent to her thumb. He slid her thumb into his mouth. He held her eyes with his. With just the tip in his mouth, he slid his tongue across the meaty part of her thumb. She jerked her whole body but she did not try to pull her hand. "You furrow your brow at her, frowning confusedly. "...and why just give it away? Is it not something you value intensely?" She gives you a knowing look, weighing her words carefully before responding. "It always manages to find its way home when the time is right. For now, consider it a gift to you, my most eager prize." Her words send a chill down your spine. Clutching the crystalline object in your hand, you warily exit the shoppe.What did she mean by all of that? If you didn't know better,. There were so many things we shared a love of, with big black cock being at the top of the pyramid.We played regularly. Sometimes, as I was getting out of the shower in the morning, she’d be waiting for me with my favorite peignoir set in her hand. It was a long teal, satin and lace gown, with a matching lace robe. She would tell me to put it on and start stroking myself. As I was doing this, she would call me her little bitch, and ask me what the guys at work would think if they knew what.