Her tits were small, high on her chest but well shaped with long pink nipples. She was on her knees, her arms crossed over her tits, whimpering in fea.... She cringed when he walked up to her. “A little red haired whore.” He remarked, as if he was telling her what time it was. ”I never fucked a red head before.” Large tears ran down her flushed face.” Please don’t hurt me.” She whined in a little girl voice. “As long as you don’t fight too much I won’t slap you around…much.” He said. He unhooked. We don’t want your friend here to be too crowded!’ I said, as I reached up to unfasten his belt and trousers. As I worked his belt loose, I kept my eyes locked on his. I watched the hunger grow and I saw his nostrils flaring as his need began to consume him. With his pants free, I pulled both his pants and boxers down to his ankles, releasing his delicious cock. Free of the encumbrance of his clothing, Mark’s cock sprang to attention, ready and eager to play. I licked my lips at the promise. Stephie mutters and mumbles arching her body on the pillow my thrusting speed gaining she holds my wrists and starts to quiver, OMG harder as she closes my hand and I thrust my pole as it feels bigger as I get close. She grabs my hand and mutters Grip My Nippes Harder so my fingers take up her ample soft nipples, closing and gathering them my grip takes several fingers then I roll them getting deep growls as she lifts high off the pillow. Stephie holds my wrists hard and grips my pole. 'Still ever the romantic Mariel', she mocked, s having removed her outer garment and threw it across the back of the chair, 'I see you're dressed for the supermarket', her mid-thigh little number riding a few inches below her stocking tops, 'you look like a desperate whore', but she was not in the slightest perturbed, 'Yes, the cucumbers section might feel my presence', and I knew precisely what she meant, as she used one when we were girls, and watched delightedly as daddy ate it a few hours.