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He cut short my blurt of protest with a single gesture. "My employer," he began, "is outside, jada stevens wishes to speak to you about... a job."
I was left alone after my equipment arrived along with a pot of tea. Bemused I set the tea things in a corner and began to set up the paraphernalia of my profession. Then, after quite a lengthy interval and excellent tea, the door opened and in walked a young man, early twenties if I had to estimate, but to whom I was never introduced. I don't know who he was, and I have no desire to know, he simply entered the room, ignored me completely, and took up a position by the chaise.
As jynx maze stroked it, the thing grew with incredible speed as though suffused with life, so much so that it soon jutted with monstrous proportions from the man's suit trousers.
I recall I sighed at that point. It was, I believe, the first sound I'd made since the couple had appeared. Lady Annabel heard the noise and looked across the room to where I stood. She smiled at me, her eyes heavy with pleasure as the man lapped at her body. Then, although she addressed her lover, she stared directly into my eyes as carol miller spoke, her voice a purr. "Lick me, lick my **** and drink me."
As I said, the profanity was shocking, even more so when the harsh word fell from lips more usually associated with refined eloquence. Her high born position corrupted to a slattern's vulgarity offended my gentle sensibilities, but I still experienced a dark slither of arousal at the scene developing in front of me.
The man continued to slurp at Lady Annabel's *****. I could see his tongue wriggling and squirming against the flesh of that most intimate place. He held the labia apart with his fingertips and dabbed his tongue into that bubbling orifice.
"Lick me," I heard her say. "Lick that muddy amateur *******... Lord, yes! I love it... I adore it. I can feel your tongue in there. I can feel it squirming."
Lady Annabel's arm reached between her thighs and her fingers moved quickly against her dripping **** sex videos while her lover dutifully probed into her ****.
"Stick it into me. **** me. Do it now," she commanded. Lady Annabel groaned hugely when the dome of that **** bumped her body. She manoeuvred her knees wider, reaching back to peel apart her sticky labia, and I had a glimpse of the man's **** nudging at the woman's scarlet opening before it sank an inch or two inside.
Lady Annabel moaned and thrust threesome **** **** back, an action which caused half the length to disappear. The man pulled back, leaving just the tip of that horrible thing inside the woman's body, before he pushed hard and sank deeper than before. Another groan from the Lady and her lover repeated his thrusting, probing deeper with each push. With each rearward pull I saw Lady Annabel's ***** stretch and distort; her opening tight around the man's girth.
Eventually their bodies met. The tangle of his ***** bush compressed against the woman's round buttocks. "Now," she grunted, "**** me. Show him what you're made of. **** me."
Double the fee, the monthly payment, my silence... At least that now made sense. In extremis she had said. Well, anna taylor wasn't exaggerating that point, this was as extreme as I'd ever experienced, but the Valentine's Day aspect puzzled me.
Following several energetic thrusts, Annabel wriggled **** pov and squirmed against the intruding ****. "More," she panted, "I want more."
He took a step or two closer to my camera, offering me more of an opportunity to capture the image of Lady Annabel's sphincter stretched impossibly around the awesome girth. The woman couldn't be taking it. Surely it was impossible. She was too slightly built to possibly be capable of accommodating this brutal instrument. It wasn't that Lady Annabel's physical stature was in any way inferior, just *** parade **** videos the opposite in fact, she was a superb example of feminine pulchritude, with clean, straight limbs and superbly crafted hips, waist, and torso; it was the sheer size of that awful *****, a true monster that had no business marauding this beauty's ****
