I wanted my Master to see what his little slut was doing, I wanted to feel his eyes on me, his desire for me lighting his eyes, I wanted to show him j...st how slutty I could be, bringing my fingers to my mouth and sucking on them before returning them back to my melting snatch. I wanted to beg for release, to plead for an orgasm, bending over the desk, rubbing my clit against the edge of the desk I snapped a picture of my ass still penetrated with the thick whiteboard marker. My pussy was. I walk the entire way to my car without looking behind me to see if he is following, but I’m so turned on by the thought of fucking him at the track that I am surprised that my pussy isn’t dripping down my legs, it feels so wet. I get to my car and notice that the sprint car race has started, so its really loud and I can’t really hear anything going on around me. I open the back door and bend down to grab the bag off the floor in the back seat and I feel someone slam up against the back of me. "Wedon't need one thing from that witch! Now you're either walking out orI'm carrying you out!!"The noises from the other side of the wall ceased. "Who's out there?!"The Mistress called out. Gary and his father went dead silent."Natsuko, who's out there?! Bring them in here!!"The father's gaze on me was deadly. I wasn't in any position to tellhim to go anywhere. "...Please?" I squeaked.He let out a heavy breath. "Stay behind me," he growled at his son,then pointed at me with enough force. As he entered her, she had a massive orgasm with at least half his blackness still outside of her. He began stroking slowly, her juices coating his shaft making it shiny. He kept stroking, going a little deeper and deeper with each stroke. My wife's orgasms were hitting her almost non-stop.My wife pulled her legs up and Henry placed them on his back as he hammered her like a pile driver. I couldn't believe she was taking almost all of his manhood. Each time he withdrew, he was almost pulling.
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