The hardness of his chest here, the strong inner muscle of his thigh there; and each time the renewed contact with her warmed flesh vividly re-created...a sense of what he must be like. Or more accurately, it created a heightened curiosity, a desire to know... or maybe... simply... a desire. Fanning herself furiously, she continued the thought. It certainly wasn't the first time a man had played her; it was more a part of her chemistry, and partly her age. She was rattled at finding herself. Feeling my small hand wrapped so securely in his made my pussy gush. "Here let me take those bags," he said and took my suitcases. He slung the smaller one over his shoulder effortlessly and used the handle and rollers on the larger one to wheel it through the terminal like it was practically empty.The three of us walked through the terminal building, me alongside Denise, with Brian following behind. I have never been so self-conscious in all my life as I was walking through the terminal that. "Yeah, you like this, don't you? You're just a dirty slut who likes getting it up the ass. But you're my dirty slut, all mine," he grunted, struggling to keep his own orgasm at bay, wanting it to last just a little longer."Oh yes, give it to me, you bastard, give it to me. Fuck my horny ass, fuck it hard," she begged.The dirty words coming from between her sweet lips drove him over the edge and he plowed in deep, his cum shooting into her ass, filling her with his seed. His deep thrust caused. Do you under stand me?" You nod your head. Yes, you understood.I stop slapping your ass, and you hear me open the trunk of the car, and return to where you stand tied to something probably a tree with your pantyhose still around your ankles. I set something between your legs, and tell you to squat. You do, and you feel the cold edges of the metal bucket press against you. "Pee for me... now". My voice is hard and cold. Suddenly, you just want to cry. You squat there just as you are told to do;.