I had a glimpse of her deep navel… and tummy which was like little chubby but looking damn sexy….When she returned i could see her bare back with ...weat shining on it… as her blouse was quite open from… her hairs were tied in a bun… i don’t know wat happened to me… after finishing my tea i went to bath and jerked off in her name…Since then i started looking at her as potential shikar of mine. I started to try getting close to her… used to go in the kitchen for fake reasons when she was there... Darla's struggles increased as well as her breathing, which became ragged. Her eyes were focused down on where the vibrator was working, the speed of the big wheel now increased to medium. Damon could see tiny rivulets of creamy cunt sludge beginning to well up around the dildo that was stretching her cunt to near its limit of elasticity. He was a patient man and so he kept at it until Darla was on the edge, another few seconds and she'd be off to the races. He switched off the vibrator. Just let me know when you're about to cum. I'll finish you off with my hand." "No fucking way! I'm goanna cum inside you." "What? No, Tom. You promised you wouldn't. I'd promise anything to get into your pants, Heather. I'm not a fool. That's Mrs. Spooner to you, young man. Now get off me or I'll tell my husband you lured me here and raped me. Not until I oh, shit! No, Tommy!" She could tell I was cumming inside her there was nothing she or I could do about it. I had wanted to get her to beg. Spurting... spurting... spurting... spurting...“Huuuhh... hhhuhh... hhuhh... hhuuuhh... hhhhhaaaaa... hhaa... hha... hha... “Then it was over. Carlotta was crushed down to the tiles. Weeping. Temporarily exhausted, breathing heavily, Quentin lay contentedly on the slippery-soft young flesh.It had been superb...And, somehow the setting had enhanced it all.The water continued to fall with a gentle hiss on Quentin’s back. Nice to know I’ve got this young beauty to myself for a month, he said to.