He was slapping my arse with every other push of his fingers in my pussy, and my traitor of a body backing on to them wanting them inside more. Oh yea... youre a fucking whore look how many fingers Ive got in you. It was more to him then to me, as while I was backing up I felt something warm and wet dripping down my crack into my tight little arsehole. I pulled away but he pushed me back on to his hand, picked me up by my waist and just hammered his hard cock into my tight bottom. MMMMFSSSSSSS! I. The pink bra turned out to be a little lace demi-bra, a silk casement that did little more than lift and display the two gorgeous mounds.And each time she bent toward me one of her dark nipples seemed to escape from the pink lace. Each of her large breasts, so much whiter than her arms or legs, had a dark, puffy areola capped by these fat, suckable nipples that continuously slipped into view. I had to restrain myself, my cock was raging in my pants, God, I wanted to throw her down and fuck her. The sound of my breathing seemed amplified because of the silence. ‘You want me to go to Cuba?’ I asked, unsure I had heard him correctly. ‘Yes. You’re perfect. You speak the language. No close family to ask questions, you have experience in –’ I cut him off. ‘You can’t just go to Cuba. It’s illegal, isn’t it?’ Ross looked to my left and asked, ‘Bill?’ William spoke up for the first time since I entered the room. ‘Technically, it’s not against the law to enter Cuba. It is illegal to spend any. I really needed a huge dick inside me. My loving husband was a little bit stressed last week and he had not fucked me at all during those days.I had a warm shower and later stood up in front of the mirror. I saw I looked obscene. That was the whole fucking point. I had put on fancy stockings, a short black leather skirt that barely covered my ass and a soft red silk top. My heels were only five inches.Then I drove my car until a mall situated not so far from town. I got out the parking lot and.