“Thank you Sir!” He said. I had eye contact with Polly as I face fucked her boyfriend. She was masturbating under the covers. I was so aroused by ...er watching us. My cock was thick and full and felt wonderful. She cast the duvet open to show her small and delectable breasts and finally her neat hairy pussy. Her fingers were circling her clit with some speed and we silently communicated out desires without Harrison seeing us. I wanted to lick her pussy and clearly signalled her with a lick of. My aroused nipples pointed at the curious audience, but it was my wet pussy that attracted the most attention.The dress barely covered my ass cheeks and a small upside-down triangle was supposed to do its job in front. The spaghetti strings over my shoulders pretended to keep the dress from falling off. My ample breasts swayed and peeked behind the flimsy material with every step of my long strong legs. My thighs rubbed against each other, slipping over my pussy. The flapping triangle never. I want to get lost in that marketplace. Again.”“You…. what?”“I told you I think about it all the time. I think of how I lost count and control of my orgasms; of how intense it was to be forced into a surrender to sensations. All those big…. honey, please don’t be mad, but really they all had cocks longer and thicker than yours. Being repeatedly drilled and spilled into, being stretched by them. But how could I ever tell you that it was more bliss than trauma that created my dazed condition and. For the last month she hadn’t been able to bring herself to orgasm, not even when using her vibrator and butt plug at the same time. All of that pent up sexual frustration had really let her friends jokes hit close to the mark and the stress of it all was starting to get to her. Ignoring the dull throb beneath her panties Lacy decided she should probably call her friends back over lunch to apologise for storming out on them, she was just about to grab her mobile from her bag when the phone on.