Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e... cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they primpand they weep for untilthough the dress in the closetsays Nowthe lonely the voices(as apart as can dark)they wish and they waitthrough chill steady. He spent all of his interrupted moments planning. He finally got done work and grabbed a sandwich on his way home. He checked his email and saw he had two emails from Rose. The first said,?? Master,??????????????? Your slave thanks you for last night. I came as I fingered my ass when I went inside. I liked my finger clean and left my ass as filthy like a good bitch. I hope I pleased you. Have a good day sir.??????????????? RoseAnd the second said,??????????????? Master,I don’t know what I did. Diabla was now rubbing her ass against one of the poles that was directly in front of me. The red globes of her ass slid up and down on either side of the golden bronze of the pole as she moved. She leaned down and to one side as she continued her movement against the pole and again looked me directly in the eyes. Then she slid down so that she was on all fours with the pole still firmly wedged between her ass cheeks and rubbed her ass up and down against the pole like it was fucking her. I. Soon we both forgot about the video. She watched me jack off and I watched her as she increased the tempo between her legs. My hand was moving up and down my shaft ever faster. She knew I was reaching the point where I wouldn't be able to stop from ejaculating. In a throaty voice she said to me "Yes, don't stop now! I want to see you spurt! Keep on! Don't slow down! Faster, faster! Yes, that's it! " As she said this her own hand was moving with increasing urgency under the nightshirt. Another.Read More
