So whilehe was scrambling in the kitchen I stripped to my thong in the bathroom.Then I walked out and just stood there in the hallway until he looked ...pand saw me.He almost dropped the glasses and came straight away for me. We made itto the bed him struggling to get his clothes off. I went down on hiscock and sucked his balls cause I wanted to and I knew he liked it. ThenI mounted him still wearing my thong and started fucking him. He playedwith my tits the way I liked and got me worked up.. It can only be describedas horrific. I hop around the room with my arm clutched between my thighs trying hardnot to swear. The crop lies where I dropped it. I kneel, rocking back and forwardsfor a few minutes, trying to recover my composure. I realise the crop is lyingnext to me and I rush to replace it on its mount. As I step away I see theangry welt that has appeared on my arm. The welt fascinates me. I trace the line of the raised flesh with my fingers,sending conflicting messages racing. Of making him desire things that he never thought he would find arousing.This occurred to him as he sucked the filth off the fat, discolored, putrid, calloused soles of an unattractive, middle-aged woman in exchange for her letting him do so. Months ago, she would have repulsed him sexually, and a glance at her feet in this state would have left him indifferent or disgusted.Now, having his face as close to them as possible was the driving focus of his desires. Slurping the dirt and stench off. When he got there, he leaned them both against the wall, Béla being squeezed between, and slowly began pumping in and out of her. The new position was harder for him because of the pressure he had to maintain against Béla and the wall, but being pressed against the wall was easier for Béla. Now she didn’t have to hold herself up and had more freedom to change positions.Béla increased the speed of her movement as she ground her pelvis against his cock. Jake could tell she was getting ready to.