She swallowed it eagerly. My cock was growing in her mouth. Her sucking is so gentle and rhythmic I was feeling good from my toes to my head. She was ...n expert at giving head. That was not what she wanted today. Satisfied she had me ready, she released me from her mouth and grabbed my cock with her hand. She held me straight up and straddled my hips. She slowly guided me into her hot wet pussy. She moaned as I entered her. It sounded more like a purr than a moan. She was happy and enjoyed her. In the silence, a small voice spoke.“I don’t want to cause any trouble.” Anita mumbled. She still looking down as she said this to no-one in particular. “I can go if you like...” her voice trailed off at the end.My face softened. I realised that she was the victim in this whole mess.“No,” I said softly. “Stay.”“You can’t make those decisions for her!” Carol said to me. “She’s a grown woman - it needs to be her choice. But she needs to understand what she’s let herself in for.”Turning to Anita,. She produced another photograph from the case, continuing: ‘Only… I wanted to compare it to this one.’ John peered into the gaping chasm of his undoing — a hidden cam at the Club Rotterdam had captured him in flagrante delicto. There was no weedling out of it. John came clean about everything, feebly offering his excuse that he didn’t want the man to know about his daughter’s activities. ‘Very noble of you,’ said Nicky sardonically. ‘Now then, listen up. Your grieving Moldovan father is a. The guy had left. After a few minutes I lied back and figured I'd jack off. The heat was getting me in the mood, and I'd broken up with my girlfriend a couple of weeks before and hadn't had sex since, so was feeling pretty horny. Realizing I was alone, I removed my towel to let my cock breathe a little, and went to town on my cock, using the sweat from the steam to massage my balls while I stroked my cock (I love having my balls felt, kind of my fetish).Suddenly I felt someone sit beside me..