The wafting of air across my nearly naked form, his hand holding my bra-less breast through my charmuese blouse, the sound of someone dragging luggage...down the hallway. All of it served to heighten the senses as he electrified me. For now I was his slave, his toy, and in pretend, his wife. The cool metal of the necklace and charm had warmed by my body heat, and the dangling charm began to stick to one side of my cleavage, the perspiration leaking from my pores adhering the shiny words to my. My big, rough hand grasped her butt and I smiled.I roughly pulled off Deanna’s blouse and skirt, leaving her standing in her black lace push up bra, gstring and stockings. I stopped and stared at the perfect angel panting and whimpering like a complete slut for my cock. Deanna didn't apprehend much as she was forced to her knees before me. I pushed my sweat pants down revealing a big uncut cock, I grabbed a fistful of her shining hair, and I spoke. "Who's your boss, now?" You are," Deanna. More

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