Tariq pushed on my shoulders so I was down on my knees and he was forcing his cock into my mouth" god it was huge in girth and length" that's it ahhh ...you dirty whore suck that paki cock" I was sucking for all I was worth" I told you you will always need paki cock now Jenny and with that he was pulling me up and taking me to an armchair" put your knees either side of the arms you cunt he said and I did, then his friend was at my side feeding me his cock while Tariq was behind me fingering my. Meanwhile, I was pressing her boobs and kissing her back. She was fingering herself. We got up and had one more session in the bathroom itself, had a shower and just as I was wearing my boxers, she said she wants to sleep with me naked. We came to bed, and were talking when she kept her head on my shoulder and started to cry little saying her husband is an impotent and that today she was so happy on being satisfied. She kept crying and telling that she wants to divorce him, and I was consoling. But could slave actually do this? It spent a long time debating this in its head, going over the pros and cons of it. If it didn’t do this then Master would be greatly disappointed and it could be the end of the relationship. If it did do it then it knew that it would please Master and slave loves it when it can please Master. Time passed and Master had not mentioned it to slave anymore. It was glad to have the time to work through its doubts and inner struggles with it but it knew that. ..! Not that I know of! Can't remember much either!”He got up and looked after his phone again and found it in the bathroom beside the toilet. He came back and sat down again and he looked through his phone. He then found the photos of last night of me giving him a footjob in my pretty nylon stockings. “Shit...I remember now! Mmmm...you got amazing looking feet, Candy!”“He-he, thanks! And thanks for the food, Luis!”I got up and swayed my curvy ass, as I took my bag into the bathroom. I did my.