I listen to your ragged breath, hear it catch. So very close, little one. My fingers followed the path of your juices, those my lips have not already ...aptured, as they trickle down between your legs. I collect them on my fingers, and now you can feel me begin to massage them into the wrinkled skin rimming your cute, tightly puckered little ass. I let you feel the pressure of my fingers as I continue to lubricate you, let it build, let you yield, until one, then two insistent fingers push their. She leaned over to kiss me as she continued to ride my cock up and down, her legs pulling and pushing my body back and forth. The water between our bodies was churning into a froth, as bubbles rose from where my cock was thrusting in and out of her slippery pussy. I could feel the water rush into her pussy at times, as we pulled back, only to be expelled when I rammed my cock back inside her. The effect of the water rushing past my cock felt weird as hell, but very stimulating.“FUCK! That feels. The crowd gasped but Beth seemed oblivious as she turned her back on the bar and slowly pulled the t-shirt over her head while staring at me as I played. The crowd started to whistle and stomp at the sight of her nearly nude backside until she spun around with her hands over her head and her legs spread in triumphant display, her pubic hair and coral lips visible to everyone. Beth beamed in her glory to the howls of the crowd before glancing down to notice to her horror that she was practically. For her, keeping the house gave her a feeling of pride and purpose and he always praised her work and showed his appreciation. He did this so often and in so many ways that it embarrassed her. Though he said it shouldn't as she deserved it. She checked that dinner was going as planned, made one more pass around the house ensuring everything was in its place, and then took her own place, kneeling, beside the door on the soft mat placed there just for this purpose. She waited there, patiently but.