As she stroked me, my hands wondered behind her to grab a handful of her sweet looking ass. Man, did it feel as good as it looked.Mandy pulled her dre...ss up and slid her bare pussy over my hard cock. No she didn’t have panties on. Her pussy was already wet, it was only a few more minutes before Mandy grabbed my cock, and she slowly slid herself over the head of my cock and down my shaft. She began picking up the pace in riding my cock. I pulled the top of her dress down over her boobs. Her. Wo chori chori mere lund ko nihar rahi thi mainai kaha badi ma apke gubbare to bahot acche hai ek dum tarbuj ki tarah wo sharma gayi ..mainai kaha kya mai inhe chuke dekh lu unhone mana kar diya nahi mainai kaha pls badi maa sirf hath laga ke dekhuga mainai kabhi inko nahi chua phir wo maan gayi aur mai unke matire jaisai gubbaro ko hath mai leke sahalane laga mainaiunhe dekh k smile pass ki .. Mainai socha ab chance lena chaiye aur mainai jor se unke boobs ko daba diya unhone mujhe jor thappad. " Very thoughtful of you," I said.Even though Carrie was the chairperson of these events, she never sat at the head table. She reserved that for the big shots in the charity that was hosting the event and the attending dignitaries like Mayor Gargas and Congressman Freewater, our local representative in congress. Carrie always said that she didn't like sitting at the head table because she didn't like being the center of attention at these events but I know she did it for me, so that I wouldn't. Apart from the rest of the space in the flat at the eighteenth floor, there was a special room to fuck her. The room used to be ratchel’s original room when she was their friend but now its empty other than the ropes, dildos, gags, whips, hanger, wooden stand to tie and hang her. Also a big picture of ratchel when Helen restrained and beat her inhumanly and humiliated her for the first time in that room. The day ratchel became a slave from their friend when Helen first started training ratchel,.