I didn’t give a shit why…she was here and it was now. I crossed my legs and shivered a little thinking about the exciting evening we might enjoy ...n the evening ahead.“I brought Toby some biscuits,” she said and went over to give him a couple. He looked at her and started to snack. “He has such pretty eyes,” she said. “To go with his other parts,” I joked. She looked at me and smiled: “I’ll open the wine. Are we seeing another hot movie?” She was in the mood and when she bent over to. I gave myself a few seconds and then started to straighten up, but another wave overcame me. I couldn't help wishing that it was his cock instead of the plug and that my hands were already bound behind me as he fucked my ass, deep and hard. I know there were other people in the aisle and I'm sure I looked like I was ill or something, but at that moment, I really didn't care. I wasn't there. I was in my bedroom, under his control, at his mercy. Finally, I got my self-control back. A little. He sank halfway into her on the first thrust, making them both cry out. She eased forward before shoving backwards a second time, engulfing his cock entirely. She rocked atop him, fucking him in short strokes, keeping as much of him in her body as possible. The shemale came first. "Patrick!" she cried out, shoving her cock into him hard. Patrick felt it swell inside him, felt it throb, knew that she was unloading a flood of cum deep into his bowels. Her deep thrusting over stimulated his. He had my car all fixed up in record time.I was leaning over the engine of the car admiring his handy work when he pressed up against me. I felt his hands grab my hips as the bulge in his pants pressed tightly up against my ass. Then he brought both his hands slowly up until he reached my breasts. Which he then began to squeeze firmly but yet ever so gently. Next he very smoothly untied my bikini top with one hand, consequently exposing both my breast. He then began to gently twist my already.