She was shuddering and bucking under his hand, impaled on his rock hard cock, screaming into the mattress which muffled but never came near to quieten...ng the voice she gave to her orgasm as she thrashed and squirmed, bucked and moaned and screamed to first one shuddering climax and then almost immediately to another, even more powerful one. Her legs, about the only part of her body she any longer had any control over thrashed and bucked as he began to almost slam into her, his orgasm building,. I ran the hand I saw over the breasts and confirmed that I was their owner. That was when the woman who I now was sure was the older woman from earlier came up to me and in a harsh voice commanded. "Nabeela! You're making a spectacle of yourself, stop your dawdling and come with me at once." #My inner self wanted to tell her to piss off and give me an explanation at once. What I did was drop my hand at once, like a boy caught sneaking a cookie, looked straight ahead and without a sound followed. I kissed her cleavage and her boobs without touching her nipples, it was actually a therapy to make women go wild.As expected she grew sexually urged and aggressive asked me to take her nipples into my mouth to suck. She started to press my head on to her small round boobs, I started licking, flicking and sucking one after other without even touching my fingers on her boobs, all the time I was gripping her hips for support. Slowly I moved to her stomach made it wet with my saliva.Then I went. We talk, master and slave at ease in our company and he tugs my stirring cock that he commands, fingers my arse that is his and makes me groan in want. And I am so fucked and glowing but I feel I have no more to offer. We part with a kiss and I am relieved to take some rest. And now I am writing of this afternoon and know that my cock strains to spurt, my bottom is proudly marked with the red of his spanking hand, my arse hole throbs, sore to touch and is not mine any more. I am His and crave.