My eyes locked
onto my tormentor’s. xxx video . . . … I closed my eyes and tried to regain my
senses as the clock ticked on. “I
didn’t want us to be interrupted. The tears were still running down my face and falling on the hard
desktop. His first touch was a gentle caress as his fingertips slowly
slid across the tight panties. “Get yourself a drink. My humiliation grew
deeper. His limp reddened cock was
shriveled and the front of his pants showed the rewards of his
discharge. I forced myself to relax
my throat muscles as the black cock forced it’s way deeper and
deeper into my throat. Oh God
Please. …”
Jerome, his face strained, merely smirked. Unable to comprehend the
events of the last several minutes my lips parted and the long wet
tongue was dueling with mine. I then turned to Jerome, “My husband Jim will be home
within the
