She changed into a doppelganger of Dee."Fuck me, Josh!" moaned Beth/Dee, causing me to explode into the real Dee's pussy. Then Beth/Dee leaned over an...d bit Dee in the neck again. Dee's body spasmed in a fit, as her pussy milked every available drop from my cock.When it was over, Dee pledge her undying love to me by referring to me as her "master". It took a while to get Dee to stop calling me "Master". Due to her race, the whole thing made me feel uncomfortable. Now, like with Beth, she just. The drivers hands began to rip my bra as he pawed at my breasts. Suddenly the driver stopped and he pulled his cock from my mouth. I was reaching for it with my lips, my face a mess, my hand down my panties, when I heard and saw Mr. Thompson in the bedroom doorway.“$50 wasn’t enough of a tip?” He said jokingly. The driver was worried. “It’s all right. I told her to. Well, actually, I told her to fuck your brains out. Don’t let me get in the way.”With that I took the drivers cock in my hand and. Two women are walking towards me. One of them have small breasts, nearly flat, hardly recognizable as female breasts if it wasn't for the nipples, which are obviously the large nipples of a woman. In contrast, the other woman have large sagging breasts, swinging from side to side as she walks. Both have chosen to emphasize their body form with their hairstyle: the woman with large breasts have long, dark hair, set in a pony tail, while the flat-chested woman have short, crew-cut red hair. Both. Placing both his palms on the locker doors, he faced her straight on. He was so close that she could feel his breath on her face. ‘I will not havewomen in my kitchen. Do you understand?’ ‘No I do not, Chef,’ she answered defiantly. ‘I’m not your Chef anymore so don’t call me that.’ ‘Yes Chef…’ ‘Aii… this stubborn woman… fine… do what you want. Now get out!’ he shouted. ‘Why, Chef?’ ‘Because I want to change. You’re welcome to watch if you want,’ he added. Sage rolled her eyes and walked out.