This scene continued like this for an age. No increase in pace and no urgency. Jill and Chris just content to enjoy their union and the feeling of bei...g one. The feeling of his flesh deep in her flesh. His maleness stretching her wide and taking her deep in her tummy. Neither of them seemed needy for release, I guess they’d probably made love and cum at least a couple more times after Gemma and I left them alone, so this was probably more to their taste. A slow, languid, intimate session to. "Oh!" I said, in response to his hand on my breast. Even I wasn't sure if that was because of the surprise or the ripples of pleasure I felt. Either way, I did nothing to stop him. It felt good, and I didn't want it to stop.His hand was massaging the back of my neck. His lips moved back to my ear, nibbling the lobe, then my neck. Meanwhile, his hand had somehow slipped into my blouse and, actually, my bra. His fingers stroked the skin of my breast, almost to my nipple, and I was loving it. Wow,. She kind of liked kneeling at his feet - it made her heart race and her pussy tingle. "Sir, you said you had a task for me?" she asked. "Indeed I do. I want you to go outside and find a good willow switch. Make sure it isn't too small - if it is not satisfactory, I will go cut one myself." "A... a switch, Sir?" she gasped. "That's right. I told you that if you came without permission you would be in trouble. Did you not understand that?" "Yes Sir, I understood it." "And did you have permission. Abby rocks back and forth lightly enjoying this sexy gift from her amazing friend. It does not take long until Abby is writhing in desire, begging Brandon to let her cum. He boldly breathes out a commanding "not yet" in between pauses to come up for air. Abby is enjoying the submissive role he has put her in. Brandon tugs her from the branch and commands her to get on her hands and knees on the blanket of moss beneath them, and she quickly obeys. She can feel the warm gentle breeze, the soft.