Started As A Tighjob… But He Couldn’t Stop There!

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“Damn Lizzie fucking your man for Taisha. Go ahead Lizzie.” She looked at me tauntingly. Aaaaahhhhh! “That one’s our little secret, OK Lizzie?”

“Yes, Mistress Chantelle!” I said panting. “Good Lizzie. In the future, if you come without permission, there will be consequences. Your panties are damp Lizzie.”

Taisha’s fingers slid over the crotch of my panties, and I whimpered as she tickled my cunt. I’ll be ready. I wished she’d stop calling me that in public. Taisha, on the other hand, pressed every one of my buttons, and serving her was the most exciting and satisfying time of my life. “Wait please, Ms. It was a shimmering jet black, and I immediately wanted to touch it to see if it was a soft as it looked and there was so much of it. Hey Michael and I already had a wild night and he’s out with a client right now. I resisted the urge to blurt out the response, “I want it in me!” Instead, I replied, “Yes, Ms. “Yes Mistress, oh! Every thrust of her pelvis strengthened my resolve to continue. I was about to plead for some relief when Chantelle spoke.

Started As A Tighjob… But He Couldn’t Stop There!

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