I could feel the tip of my hardness press hard into the back wall of her. I was driving harder and deeper. Her moans had become screams of pleasure. T...e waves were much higher and held even greater intensity. They began to push into my ass and drive my thrusts forward. She was thrusting back to meet me. I drove harder and harder. The thrusting seemed to no longer be under my control. It was as if one of the gods of the sea were driving me into her. I could feel a sharp ache building up deep. I would doas HE told me. Mary then introduced me to Ian."This is what I expect, if you do everything without question then we willget on fine, if not you will suffer. When I arrive you will be ready onall fours with your hands behind your back. I will tie you and then useyouas a fuck machine. When I am finished you will thank me and ask what myduites are for the day, is that clear?" er yes I suppose so" you address me as Sir" yes sir" right what are you waiting for slut, on you knees, hands. Or calling the police. Or something. But she couldn't make up her mind whether she had been outraged by the behavior of the others and herself, or secretly pleased. She knew she would never admit to herself or anyone that she had enjoyed what had happened to her. But, even so, she could not suppress a strange smile of satisfaction that formed on her lips.When she became aware of the smile she reached for the glass of wine. Except that my lips are so dry, she told herself, I feel better than I. Besides… with being shy… and all…’ Mary smiled at Ryan’s red face. ‘I think girls like a shy boy… as long as you’re not too shy… if you know what I mean.’ She actually winked at him. Ryan got the point and his face flushed again. He looked away. Just then a Spanish woman with a maid’s uniform walked up to the table and sat a plate of sandwiches in the middle. ‘Thank you Maria,’ Mary said. ‘I didn’t know what you wanted so I had her fix a little of everything. Help yourself.’ Ryan looked at.