Bob was getting increasingly harder as his fingers pounded in and out of Frankie’s pussy the look on her face as she struggled not to moan was turni...g him to mush, he needed to fuck her now but knew he couldn’t.Frankie’s face felt as red as a beetroot now as she stifled the moans riding Bob’s fingers under the table, her legs starting to bounce all over him, she knew someone must have seen what they were doing but she was powerless to stop him as her cum seeped out of her it just gave him more. "Sure it will," said the black man, "all ya need is a little preparation." This was getting serious, I could tell and I was about to come out from my hiding place and confront the two of them, when I realized how much bigger and stronger this guy was than me. I figured that the better part of valor was to stay where I was and maybe Linda would just send this guy on his way. No such luck of course. Linda was still standing there in awe of his massive black cock holding it in her hands when he. Where were they? Why were they allowing this man to hurt me?I felt my throat bruising. I felt my lips growing numb as I dutifully sucked his cock, massaging the thick shaft as it slid back and forth. Why the fuck hasn't this man cum yet?"What's the matter, bitch, getting tired of me?" I nodded around his cock or tried to. It wasn't an easy thing to do with his fist guiding my head already.I fought harder against the ropes. I couldn't hear anyone else that may be nearby. I wanted to get away. In the back of my mind was a thought that I would like to experiment with a few Lady Godiva-type shots which, due to the horse, would have to be done outside. Whoever I used for those shots would be dressed in a heavy terry-cloth robe to preserve her modesty up until the actual moment of the shot.We decided to do most of the indoor shots first, keeping a time slot open during early afternoon for the outdoor shots. That was the warmest part of the day and put the least discomfort on the models..