Jake thrust inside of her. He went harder and harder with each stroke, and he was now full-on fucking her pussy hardcore. Aaliya was screaming. This p...inful pleasure made her feel things she had never felt before, and she wanted more of it. "Jake, no stop! Harder! Fuck yh Jake harder, fuck me! Stop please!" she found herself to be conflicted, she wanted it to stop. She knew it was wrong. Her religion forbid this. But she loved it. She wanted to feel that cock go deeper. "Jake harder! Oh fuck. I was getting so excited knowing that soon this stranger would be checking me out for his sexual pleasure had me rock hard. I kept looking down at my xxx magazine while at the same time watching him rub his crotch and slowly move towards my car. He looked in from the passangers side to see me all dressed in black silky things, stockings and heels. then he slowed down to walk up to the drivers window that was down and his cock was hanging out from the zipper as he pushed it right up to my face.. I started playing Edith Piaf's 'Non, je ne regrette rien' and she smiled and started a slow sensuous dance that was distinguished by her total self-adsorption as she stroked her arms and chest before working down to linger at her waist before slowly unzipping her skirt to step out of it and reveal her black silk stockings and garter belt. Her underwear was a bikini cut French silk trimmed in lace and I am sure it was opaque when dry but wet it was completely transparent. Her beautiful black. He was on his belly and his legs were bent upward, tapedsecurely together, his ankles and wrists connected by a short length ofstrong rubber that offered very little give. His mouth was not coveredbut there was a small device that looked like an old fashioned washingmachine's wringer, on his tongue, which kept the organ protruding fromhis mouth.When they saw their wives, both men began to attempt communication.They made distressed sounds and their eyes conveyed desperation. Thewives went to.