I glance at the drive who is oblivious to our fun, humming along to his radio so i guide my finger inside your panties and into your wet pussy, your e...es melt and you take in a long gasp of air, your hand cups my balls as i wriggle to give you more room, i want to get my cock out and take you there and then but fight to keep control. My fingers slide in and out easily as your pussy becomes wet so i increase speed and rest my thumb on your clitoris feeling it throb as i work your pussy, your. “Why?” she moaned.“I’ll show you. Be patient.”“I don’t want to be patient!” she whined.He slapped her right buttock, and she jumped.“Owwww,” she complained, arching her back and trying to see her butt. “You left a hand print on me!”“Be patient,” he said, removing his clothes.She watched, as his stiff prick came into view, and sighed.He moved up behind her, and put his hand between her legs, to rub her already-wet pussy.“What are you doing?” she moaned, dropping her head.“Touching you,” he said,. The first time she did that, I found her on her knees in the hallway as soon as I stepped through the door. She was naked, her hands behind her back, and her hair in a ponytail. She looked up at me, and I nearly came in my pants when she said, "Please, Master. Please use my mouth to pleasure your cock. Please fuck my mouth, Master." She licked her lips, then opened her mouth and closed her eyes, waiting for my response.I was already steel-hard and could barely fumble my jeans down as I stepped. She only gave it a couple of rounds before taking it back away. Robert ground his body against Amiee and she raised herself up a little to meet him. “Yeah, you know you love that, muffin.” Amiee let out a choked sound that seemed to be a cross between a sob and a moan of pleasure. “We have to stop,” she sighed. “We’re not going to stop,” he told her. He reached out and felt her up from her chunky waist and along the plump curves of her abdomen until her found her little, mud flap, tits. .