1. Lesley part 28


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Anal, Masturbation, Mature, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    &#034What the fuck am I going to do now?...he wants me to move to Scotland with him! I can't do that!....oh god...this gets worse...Rob...speak to me...what am I going to do?&#034 Lesley stood in Robs office wearing only a shirt belonging to the man who had fucked her nearly continuously for the past 10 hours. It was now just after 8am and he had had to leave suddenly at 7, when his mobile had rang, and the caller had told him of a sudden death at the nursing home and he had to leave immediately. A quick shower and he left...leaving his worn clothes still on the floor where he'd dumped them. Lesley had put his shirt on and hadn't bothered looking in the mirror. She should have! Rob couldn't help himself. He exploded in laughter. &#034What's so fucking funny Rob....this is just....awful. And you.....laugh! Well fuck you too....&#034 She turned and made to stomp away in the huff. &#034No no ya daft mare....I'm not laughing at your predicament....&#034 He said, grabbing her arm. &#034Here....come with me into the hallway, I'll show you what I'm laughing at.....now...look...&#034 The two of them looked in the mirror and they both started laughing. &#034Oh I see...I'm sorry Rob....God, I look like a fly in a tent....heehee.&#034 She looked at the ridiculous reflection of her standing there, in a shirt that was so big she could nearly have fitted in the sleeve. Also...it was filthy. Their was mustard stains...grease stains...red wine stains...and...lipstick stains. &#034He ...
    should have worn a bib heehee. What a fucking pig he is. See....that's what I've got myself into...what am I going to do Rob, this is unfuckingbelieveable!&#034 The tears started flowing once again. &#034First things first.....lets get you cleaned up....come on, shower..I'll wash you down.&#034 He took her by the hand and led her too the bathroom. He started the shower and stripped his dressing gown off, hanging it on the back of the door. Turning, he then unbuttoned the monster shirt on Lesley and through it on the floor. &#034At least you didn't have to shave his cock this morning&#034 he said to her. &#034If I had I would have cut the fucking thing off and jammed it up his own arse....heehee. Serve the fucking pig right!&#034 &#034Better not get on your wrong side..eh Lesley. Hahaha&#034 he said, taking her by the hand and leading her into the large cubicle. He noticed again how many marks were on her body, and smiled inwardly. He didn't know Mcpeevie at all, but knew his style. He'd used it himself. Many times. Dominance and obedience were major words in the games some men play and Rob knew that Mcpeevie was a Master. He had played Lesley in a far more superior way than he could ever have, and so Rob gave him full credit for playing 'the game' to his rules. &#034Oh Rob....what's wrong with me? I fucking hate the bastard....he makes me want to puke. But...&#034 The tears mingled with the shower spray, but Rob knew she was crying... &#034....but when he's doing me...it's ...
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