My frustration was plain as I opened my eyes to glare at him even as I could feel my tits bouncing back and forth trying to get him to just fuck me. I...wanted and needed to cum, and sooner rather than later. I wanted to fuck like an animal; he acted like he just wanted to “make love.”I pleaded with him to PLEASE JUST FUCKING FUCK ME!!!The bastard teased me a few seconds longer before slowly pushing his full length into my more than ready, willing and tight slit. I shuddered through a small but. “I’m sure,” Ella said.Breaking away from her conversation with Frau Shultz, Melissa said, “I think your friends are tired.”“Okay,” Jack said disappointed that the evening was coming to an end. It had been a long time since he had done anything like this. He had a little extra money in his pocket and was thinking that it would be nice to go somewhere for coffee and pie.Overly dramatic, Ella yawned and said, “Very tired.”“I’ll take you home,” Jack said. He turned to tell Melissa goodbye, only to. The animal lust directed at her inflamed her own debased cravings. Her body tingled all over, her pussy was soaked, and it pulsed with electricity as her husband pulled her top up and completely exposed her perfect breasts to the wild cheers of the men in the street.Devon’s hands came up and she squeezed her tits and pulled on her nipples to the thrilled screams of the enthusiastic crowd. God she loved this, being the center of attention and wanton lust. She wondered if she missed her calling. He travelled by train a lot and made a habit of never looking for a seat until he’d had a really good look around, changing carriages if necessary, looking for a likely target, a woman who was showing either a bit of leg or cleavage and he had developed quite a skill in using the windows as mirrors, to check parts of the carriage that might be blocked by other standing passengers. Understandably, he hated the winter, when women had to wear more clothes but was really in his element in the.