Her make-up had been touched up, the frightened stare of those pretty eyes accentuated by mascara and her lips shaded the same scarlet as Miranda’s....That was before they had been stretched around the ball-gag which had been inserted into her mouth. The ball was black to match the dress.Five hundred pounds’ worth of haute couture - the article which had brought about this mess. Had he not been so distracted by his bizarre situation, Aaron might have appreciated how well it draped his petite. He watched her tits shake as she rode him harder and faster, impaling herself on him over and again. He allowed her to fuck him at her own pace, revelling in the feel of her hot wetness engulfing his engorged prick. She grabbed his face and forced him to look into her eyes. “Fuck me,” she told him. “I’m going to cum again.”He began to fuck her with all the strength he had, ploughing into her convulsing pussy as she trembled and cried out. She bit into his shoulder to muffle her cries and he. “If you like,” he mumbled, his lips looking to nibble her ear. “I think you’ll like it,” Beth said, allowing Allan access to her lips. Allan nibbled at her as she teased him with her mouth. “You think?” Allan muttered. His mind was on other things. “I know!” Beth said confidently. Allan sub-consciously noted her attitude, her character still strong only now. She had greater determination and felt comfortable with it. “Tell me,” Allan said, his lips moving down to her neck and kissing her. Sarah turned, Dave's hand dropped from her shoulder and brushed past her stiff nipple, she felt a tingle in her pussy as a spark from leapt from his fingertip, electrifying her senses and causing her to shudder. They looked at each other, Dave saw hunger in Sarah's eyes; it seemed like a lifetime, but the spell was broken by Jenny, playfully slapping her husband's bum. "I am well and truly bushed." Jenny said, turning towards the stairs. "I'm off to bed." I'll lock up down here and I'll be with.