To my embarrassment I mutter something dreadfully similar to just, "Okay..." and accept that this is happening. Not that I am given any choice in the ...atter, of course. I hear him unzip, I feel the warmth of his engorged manhood radiate against my bared loins. He grabs both of my wrists, wrenching my back and robbing me of any support I could have hoped for, making it impossible to keep my upper body lifted up off the ground.I could already see from the expansive bulge of the Russian's cock. My need was almost as quickly found as one thrust after the other took me to her deepest recess, the head punching at the inner wall of her womb with each entry. I grunted and could do no more as my sack tightened to a knot prepared to release my hot sticky seed into her yet again. My cock swelled as I restrained my release, she knew I was close and thrust her hips in a circular move to complete my needs as I had completed her. Savage was our lust, hot carnal desires fulfilled as her body. I was relieved; but Ryan did fuck me in bed before going to sleep.The next morning Ryan was up first and went for a shower. I put one of Ryan’s shirts on and went and got breakfast ready. When Ryan emerged I went to our bedroom, took Ryan’s shirt off and went for a shower.When I opened the door I got a shock. Tom was in the shower with the curtain open and was wanking away.Tom didn’t see me at first; I guess that he had other things on his mind. I just stood and stared. When Tom did see me he. But I watched over the top of my book and it wasn't long before I detected a man who was facing me looking over the top of his book, right at my legs.As soon as I realized that he was staring at my legs I felt a huge rush. He might just as well have been touching me. I looked around discreetly. No one else seemed to be paying any attention. So, very slowly I began to let my legs fall open a little farther. I wasn't wearing anything under my dress. I had planned on buying more thigh highs. But.