” I said meekly.“Now, get naked” he commanded. I obliged, unbuttoning my jeans. I moved too slow and he pushed me against the bed and began to p...ull them off me. I tried to pull my phone out of my pocket, but he grabbed it from my hands and threw it onto his night stand. “No,” he said firmly and continued undressing me. He pulled off his shirt and jeans, revealing his massive erection and climbed on top of me. He kissed me roughly, “You’re mine.” I responded by moaning and sucking his neck. He. She could be at the sink or the stove or just watching TV. He needed a lot of her pussy. The boys were used to him sliding his hands down her pants or taking them off and fingering her or even sucking her huge milk filled tits as he finger fucked her. One day when she was at the sink he got behind her and pulled her pants down and she stepped out of them as he spread her legs and he slid his cock into her cunt and fucked her as he fondled her huge tits. He kept fucking as two boys walked into. I put on the bra on my own. Bras were a regular part of my daily dressing from then on, even though I always wore men’s clothes over them. Michael notices the worried look on my face. ‘What’s wrong habibi?’ he asked. When I told him what just happened he laughed. Pointing to my knitting he said, ‘Maybe you were listening to the right station after all.’ Moving behind me, my stud cupped my chin so that I was looking up at him. This was my signal to open my mouth. I obeyed. He released a drop of. I placed my hand upon his chest and leaned him back into the corner of the couch, and shimmying my ass up I lowered my head to his crotch and kissed the head of his cock with my pink lipsticked lips. I gently kissed the shaft before placing the head of his cock in my mouth. I slowly and softly began to suck his cock, up and down, rubbing his balls, kissing his shaft. His moans told me how much he was enjoying this. The smell of his cologne and his manhood was intoxicating. I was living my.