She refused and grabbed the beer bottle instead and took a swig out of it and winked at me. I went back in and grabbed another beer and came back out....Said cheers and started drinking. I asked her how her baby is doing. She said fine and looked down at her breast while she said so. I suddenly noticed a small wet patch on the t shirt around her nipple. I felt like my hard on is going to explode through my shorts. I gulped down the beer and moved closer to her with all my courage. We sat next to. It hurt a little but this only made her more wet. She gave a little groan and slowly moved her hands beneath the small towel that was barely covering his manhood.She felt the bottom of his shaft and Alex let out a small sigh in response. She longed to touch his full length and she let her oily hand move upwards towards the tip of his rock hard phallus, this time his hips rising from the bed to meet her touch. His arm pulled her closer to the bed and Beth wrapped her seemingly tiny hand around. “Not yet.”She couldn’t stop the whimper in her voice. “Master,” she whispered hoarsely.He closed his eyes for just a second and opening them looked away. She remembered he always did that when she called him that name. When she called him “Daddy” he smiled. When she called him “Sir” he nodded with a satisfied look in his eyes. But when – as she sometimes felt she had to – she called him “Master” he looked away. She wondered why it affected him so strongly. He took her right hand in his and. With my face pressed against the wall I allowed my anus to be invaded by the penis of my assailant. I gritted my teeth as my assailant pushed his penis into my anal opening, with out any lubrication. Soon we had settled in to sync and I was enjoying a standing fuck in a blacked out adult book store. When my assailants shot his load he let out a very audible moan and pulled from my anus. As I bent over to pull up my pants I felt a pair of hands brush against my buttocks. I stood up as an arm.