The pecker penetration was awesomely deep and expansively filling. Gareth was stroking, then rapidly pumping, then fully grinding deeply, then nearly ...ithdrawing and plunging right in. Full; sleek, slit satisfaction; building.‘Closing the shop, hell if she had been too fast, she would have missed this’; thought Verity. Open shop, open thighs, open pussy, open nubile; sexual expressiveness revealed.Her sexual need was out there, exposed externally, but her inner self wanted it too; yes the guys. I liked the way she flicked each envelope down when she was done, and I really liked the way her gold jewelry glinted in the light when she did it.“Okay. All done,” Isis said, dropping junk mail into the recycling bin. She turned to smile at me, and it was weird. I almost expected her to take my hand or something, and lead me onto the elevator, but she didn’t. I pushed the button for 20 expecting a quick ride, but the elevator stopped on almost all the parking garage floors to let more tenants. "Sarah, tell your mom what I put in you. Tell her or I'll send the video."Sarah looked her mother in the eye, trying to communicate her agony through her eyes. "I'm pregnant."Her mother began to weep even harder. Flustered, she ran to the phone and called the police, just as her husband plunged deep into his crying daughter and came, leaving ropes of cum inside her cervix.---It had been two years since her brother had left for the lakehouse. Through it all: the arrest, the trial, and her. Once closed, there was a hasp to lock the two sides together. I thought I was going to nut right then. He hadn't said anything about being restrained. Don't get me wrong, I liked the idea. In fact, I loved the idea of being helpless while all these hung studs abused my face cunt. Hell, I couldn't wait. I didn't have to either. They put me right into the thing and locked it. Next, they produced a rope and bound my hands behind my back. Then, much to my chagrin, they brought in two video cameras.