.. then with a quick flick of my wrist I use it to slap your face. You shudder and moan... a soft almost mewling sound as I repeat the action. Your he...d is up now offering the soft skin of your lovely face up as a better target for the slaps I am dealing out with my hard cock. I check my watch again and see that I have only fifteen minutes to wait. I'm going to make the most of it."What do you want slut? Tell me what you'd like me to do with my cock." The words are harsh and I'm not sure if. It was Maggie, the 17 year old daughter of my cleaning lady.‘Hello, Mr Webley. I’ve just come for my mum’s wages.’Now Maggie was 17 and quite a big girl. 5foot 8inches tall and about 12 stone. Her excess weight was concentrated in her huge 38DD breasts and on her meaty arse and thighs. We quite often flirted but never took things farther. As I went to get my wallet, I saw that I had left the candle and the lube in full view! I was sure she noticed this but didn’t say anything. I gave her the. "Hector, that is no topic for the dinner table," he reprimanded."Si Abuelo," the boy said, head down."Besides, I am sure that Mr. James is not allowed to talk too much about what he did, isn't that true?" That's right," I said. "I'm sorry, but the only things the government lets me talk about are the dusty, dirty, boring parts, like trying to keep the sand out of my socks," I made the joke, and it worked causing the boy to forget the reprimand and the unanswered question he hadn't been allowed. Some men tasted bitter and bleachy, others had a mild flavor that was almost pleasant. I had read that diet had some influence on that, but the literature on that was not very specific.I can't honestly say that Jon's sperm tasted any better than anyone else's I had experienced. It was not the worst, it wasn't the best. But this was a whole different set of circumstances. I was sucking my master's cock under the tutelage of his wife, my mistress. What I wanted, what I liked, those things were.
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