So I stood up and scooped her up into my arms and carried her to the bedroom.When she was laying on her back on the king oral size bed with her knees spread, I had to hesitate for a second to take in the view before continuing.I took a last look at the soft cocks then walked into the water.I let her know that him and I are grabbing dinner out before we head over to see Jill.On all fours, Cinderbell's breast make it all the way to the ground, her nipples hovering over the cold concrete.She did a funny little wiggle and hop, then jumped up to sit on the end of the table.Don't ask, Hardcore Cat.I’ll come in. I let her back lingerie in and we returned to the living room, where a movie was playing on the TV.What?!Master informed us that I would be the only one accompanying him mature into The Zone.Good job I charged the batteries babe today. She whirled around to see the naked woman with coffee-brown skin, her breasts round and firm, mounting the stage. The woman was just crossing lingerie into her thirties, her youthful twenties still shining about her. She fidgeted, rubbing her right hand up her left arm, her tits quivering. She had a round face and dark eyes, her nose cute mature above her plump lips. M-Maurice, Phillipa stammered at the sight of her naked wife. I'm sorry, Phillipa, Maurice said, her English accent melodic and thick, giving the Black babe girl an even more exotic feel. My girl-cock throbbed before oral me. But I'm just not going to suffer four years of no sex just so you don't get fucked by Becky. But I have to be a symbol, Phillipa protested as her wife advanced. I know, Maurice said. I get that, but... I want her so badly. Why Hardcore don't you?