1. 131AVIS`S BIRTHDAY BASH


    Date: 6/20/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Mature, Author: alibodge, Source: xHamster

    131 Avis`s Birthday bash Jon had treated me to a fine restaurant and bought me a beautiful antique cameo for my birthday, but said after dinner was through; he had one more surprise for me. He had made me dress in a black silk bustier with straps for my black hose and 6” stiletto heels, no panties; over which I wore a short black dress showing off my nice cleavage. On the way home he made a detour and I knew he had planned a meeting for me with at least someone else. We stopped at a nice home, walked to the front door and rang the bell. Opening it was a large black man and immediately my heart began to race. Jon knew I still had a craving for black cock and it looked as though my wish was about to come true. Once inside the man, Jerry was his name, told me to take off my dress and come into the bedroom when I finished. I walked into his bedroom and he immediately said, “On your knees” and so I got down on them. “Now, come crawling over to me” he ordered and so I began until I reached before him. As he sat on the edge of the bed he added, “Lay on your side, on your elbow” and I did so in front of him. “To begin with, what are you looking at?” he asked. “At your crotch” I answered back softly. With one swift move he slapped my face hard sending my head off to one side. “No you’re not” he said. Looking down at me, “What’s your name?’ he asked. “Avis” I replied and again a large hand slapped across my face hard. “No it’s not” he said. “Now, what’s your name?’ again he asked. ...
    “Avis master” I replied. Placing one hand on my cheek, he slapped me hard three more times, “No It’s not” he said louder. “Whore” I cried out. Again he slapped my face hard sending me off a bit towards the floor. “Its whore” I cried out in desperation. For a second he looked at me, “What are you?’ he now asked. “I’m a whore” and again his hand went across my face. “What are you?” again he asked, “I’m a whore” I started, “I’m your whore” I added softly. He now looked over at Jon who had followed me into the bedroom, then back at me, “You like dressing like a whore?’ he asked. “She likes dressing like a whore for her husband” I heard Jon say. “And you?” he asked again. “I like dressing like a whore” I said. Another hard slap went across my face, knocking me off a bit to one side. “I like dressing like your whore” I said again. “Stand up” he commanded and I got to my feet. Pulling my straps he brought me close to him, “Spread your legs” he ordered and I did so. I felt his hand rub over my pussy hair, caressing it softly before rubbing it over my cunt lips. As he slowly caressed my cunt lips I began to lose myself in the pleasurable feeling I was having when he stuck two fingers into my cunt and began to fuck me with them. I was getting more and more hot with each plunge of his fingers when he said, “you want to please me?’ “Yes, yes” I answered back and with that he grabbed hold of my cunt lips and twisted them hard. “You want to please me?’ he demanded again, “Yes, Yes, your whore ...
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