Not softly this time, more like a growl. This excites him and he enters me. "Oh, god," I moan. "Fuck me hard! Please!" I beg. He does. He slams so har... that the whole table moves. I beg some more. "Harder!" He is thrusting so hard I feel like I can barely take it. But honestly, I want more. I want him so far inside me I think it may be impossible. I start to feel the beginnings of an orgasm. I thrust backwards urging him on. I beg for more. I need more. His hand moves up to my shoulder for. Karen heard the shower stop and she tipped toed to the door. She peaked through the keyhole and couldn't see anything right away, then she saw Jonathan walk up to the mirror. She slid her hand back down her pants and started fingering herself as she saw Jonathan's moderately hairy slim body, he had his pants already on which was unfortunate for her. As she stared as he put the towel on the hook next to the sink, his pants weren't buttoned up and they fell down to his knees when he raised his. So here she was, months later, a stranger’s cock in her mouth and another stranger’s cock fucking her tight young cunt. Glancing at the digital clock on the nightstand, Erin realized this “appointment” was only 10 minutes old; she had another hour and fifty minutes to go. The one bright spot, she would earn $200, the 10% her father agreed to pay her.Erin was thrust back into reality when she felt Les push his thumb into her tiny asshole. Ordinarily, Erin would have loved the feeling of a. It felt just as soft as it had the previous night. Her lovely warm hand wrapping itself around my cock. She could get her hand all the way around this time as it wasn’t yet fully hard.“Have a little stroke Rashmi, its ok”She looked me in the eye, gave a little smile and began to stroke my cock up and down. Her small hand felt amazing as it slides up and down my long cock. She pulled it all the way up and over the head before pushing back down again right to the base.“You can go a little faster.