She bent over John's desk thrusting her gorgeous arse towards her young lover. "Fuck me, Liam, fuck me good," she breathed.Liam would have loved to ha...e spent some time playing with that arse, but with time at a premium, he held the tip of his large penis against Ruth's slippery cunt and then slid in. Again, with time being short, he went straight into hard and fast thrusts despite his wanting to have started slowly.The hard and fast thrusts were certainly getting to Ruth, and Liam had not been. “That includes keeping your hands on the wheel.”He looks at her with pleading eyes.“Don’t worry, you’re going to get to touch soon enough,” she says with a coy smile.Kate then moves her hand to her chest and pinches a nipple. River notices her fingers moving inside her shorts rubbing her clit.“Should I put a finger in,” she asks suddenly. River nods wordlessly. Kate lets out a sigh as she slips a finger into her pussy. “I’ve needed this since you left the meeting room this morning. I’ve. He spotted a newspaper at the end of the long bar. He read about Protestants and Catholics feuding in Northern Ireland, an epidemic in Sudan, a beautiful young Israeli woman arrested for depicting Muhammad as a pig. And how beautiful this woman looked in the paper. Dark hair, lightly frizzed and flowing to her chest. He could not deny her beauty, a woman who actually thinks amidst chaos, a woman willing to die for what she believes, and yet this preposterous beauty would never find him, for if. Eric smiled, a slow twist of the lips, and then bent his head to her breast, gently sucking her hard nipple into the warmth of his mouth. Liquid fire shot up from the spot that his wet mouth was suckling, and Kristine let out a groan, and then a cry as his teeth found the sensitive tip. She could feel her traitorous pussy grow moist, and a single tear slipped down her cheek at the betrayal of her body. Eric’s other hand came out to firmly pluck her other nipple, increasing the heat of her body..