I love to serve you…it makes me feel so desired, so wanted. I have a visceral need to please….you touch my face and my eyes close, I love the simp...e intimacies between us. I’ve laid a towel on the bed, and I climb up to it. Laying back, I smile. But you have a game in mind, not just a simple shave. You walk to the headboard and stretch my left arm up, tying it to the post, and then walk around the bed, doing the same with my right wrist. I gaze at you, not sure why, but I trust you, and you. ..."Nikki...you here?!" was voices coming from the front door. "OH SHITTTT!" we both said....but we continued to fuck. I recognized the voices to be that of Tasha and her boyfriend Bradley. I did not respond because Lance was fucking me so good that all I could have done was cheer him on. "Ohhhh mmmmm baby....fuck this pussy!" I said as he continued to fuck me. Then I got visible sight of my uninvited guests."What the fuck!" Tasha said as she came around the foyer. "Girlllll...YOU always have. D. sticker stayed put over her nipple, like a burlesque pasty. Emma made a mental note for future reference when devising new acts for her second stab at the genre. Maitland adjusted the rearview mirror, aiming it at Emma’s exposed chest which jiggled heartily as the car sped along the bumpy roadways. ‘Perfect tits, darling,’ she shouted over the noise of the engine. ‘Perfect! Did you read the script pages?’ Emma gave a snappy salute. ‘Read, rehearsed, and memorized,’ she confirmed. ‘Any. The man’s hand was twisting, his cock banging with fury up her rear. His wrist was pulling out long enough to stretch her lips to their limit before punishing back in, his cock also seemed intent on rubbing so fast it would ignite her ass tube.“Stop fighting bitch,” he snarled as the blonde stunners wriggled and bucked like she was live with electricity“Stoppppppppp!” She gasped through gritted teeth before giving a deep belly grunt at one deep fingered twist inside her. She was desperate to be.