I decided to push it a little further and started stabbing my tongue into his ass as far as I could. Building a nice fast rhythm, I was able to get ab...ut an inch completely inside of him before pulling back out again. I was just about to stop and hop on his cock to ride him to his orgasm when I felt his hands on the back of my head. He pushed my face as deep as he could between his cheeks and kept steady pressure. His first coherent words since I started all this were, “Please …don’t …stop.”. She wasn’t wearing panties! I couldn’t pull my eyes away from her shaven pubes with just a strip of dark hair above it and the rosy inner lips that peeked outside. Just like I had done hours before, she squatted down over the bowl and, with another grin, let go. The moment the hissing, splashing sound filled the office, I shuddered. My heartbeat sped up once again, and I quickly looked away. “Oh, that’s good!” she whispered. It took her ages to finish, but finally, the last, short bursts. His saliva burned in her open wound, and she started screamingfor help. ?No help for you sweetheart, it's well past everyone else's bedtime.? As the whimpers began escaping her lips, he took a large hunting style knifefrom somewhere behind him and eased it under her shirt, concluding by savagelyripping it back to him leaving her white work shirt in tatters. Through tears,she saw that he was now doing the same to her sports bra. ?Beautiful darlin. Just beautiful.? Still holding her arms he moved. That bra is not doing Marianne any favours. She will also need a larger cup size if I am any judge! That will make her a 90D (note - size34D in US/UK). I don't know where she got that from in the family!"Indeed, as Marianne emerged from one embrace, she and Jean-Claude noticed Jeanne's recent interest in their activities and somewhat embarrassed, escaped and went slowly upstairs arm in arm. That bra very quickly ended up on the bedroom floor amongst her other clothes, as one might expect. Her.