My hand-..."I shove myself into you again, so hard this time that I push you up against the shower tiles. I pull out, almost all the way then thrust u... into with my hips and pull you back with both of my hands now by your tits at the same time. "Not so chatty and giggly now are you?" I say sarcastically as I squeeze your tits more."Oh, GOD! PLEASE, PLEASE I have to get to work, PLEASE let me go!"Once I hear the sound of defeat in your voice it makes me want you even more as I start to fuck you. He wanted to stay and fuck her again, and she had no doubt that he could have done it, too. He seemed to have no trouble getting his cock stiff again.And Shari wanted more, too. But she also felt guilty, as if she had seduced him, and it was her fault. Her parents would be coming home soon, and she didn't dare get caught in bed with Johnny. She needed time to compose her feelings, so that no one would guess the horrible and wonderful thing she and her little brother had done.Sitting at her desk. He stared, erect with anxiety, at her perfectly formed breasts, dark brown nipples, wonderfully long legs, and her shaven crotch. He had always figured she must shave. She was crying hard now, knowing what was in store, but he didn’t care. He leaned down to caress her left nipple with his tongue. God, she tasted fantastic. He lightly sucked her left nipple, while grasping at her right breast with his left hand. She was leaned back now over her desk, powerless against him. She sobbed in defeat. “You will let my hand replace your man’s fingers, or I will have you both removed by the authorities,” he stated.“He is my husband,” she corrected.“Then your husband will let me finger your pussy,” he countered.“Scott, I’m afraid our actions have been found out. The man beside me says you will let him finger my pussy or he will have us made to leave.”Scott leaned a little forward to see him. “We could move to another seating area or do you want me to let him finger your pussy?”Sula’s young.