I took one last look at the people I often watched down below before my eyes rolled back into an orgasmic galaxy of bright lights and unidentified col...rs. Stream after powerful stream hit the glass pane in front of me as I clumsily grabbed at the glass above to prevent me from falling over. I would have fallen if Katrina hadn't simultaneously orgasmed and collapsed against me, propping me up. My legs trembled violently as I sank to the floor, rivulets of cum making their way down my thighs and. Smack!Smack!Again, and again, his hand came down, creating a decadent sting. And, yes, she begged for more.He rubbed his hand over her ass again, “So rosy and beautiful. But we need to go for crimson, don’t you think?”Fuck! The way he talked with just a hint of an accent (was it Scottish or Irish?) made her want to agree to anything he wanted.“If your husband wishes to see the rest, he’ll need to join us,” Ian said in a low, sexy voice.Steve was glad he had his pants on as he immediately left. We also agreed that once in the toilet we would be whispering into each other’s ears, so that nobody could hear us from outside. We also made sure that we locked the door from the inside.I asked her as to what she wanted me to do. She responded with a hug kiss, which I reciprocated as tightly & passionately as possible. She then whispered that she wanted to suck my cock. At once I opened the zipper of my trouser and took out my cock from my underwear. It was already dripping. She went down on. Friendly natured as he might’ve seen at first, he was relentless when it came to my hole. He’d paid for it and was using me up for all I was worth. Jackhammering the thick prick deeply inside my pucker. Yet I loved it – I loved being his whore and I wanted to be ravished until I was entirely spent.‘‘Tell me!’’ he pushed his last question.‘‘I just love a big daddy dick!’’ I hissed. ‘‘Yeah, that’s what I thought.’’He forced his fingers into my mouth and pressed my tongue. ‘‘Suck it!’’ he.