No answer. “Tell me where that came from, Jen,” I growled as my hand smacked her squarely on the ass again. “Well, umm…he didn’t make me d... it,” she stammered. All the time we’d spent in bed, she’d even considered something like that with me. As if I wasn’t mad enough. I sat up as she rode me, taking me as deep as she could inside her. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked, harder and tighter then I knew I should have. Her breath caught in discomfort, and she grabbed me by the. Ich erschrak so in diesen Moment dass ich ohne Schmerzen mein Kopf heben konnte und versuchte mich umzuschauen was los ist aber ich konnte durch die blöde Haube nichts sehen. ist er das? sagte eine weitere stimme. ich war mir sicher es war ein anderer Mann. doch als ich noch eine dritte stimme hörte, die fragte... was ist erlaubt. war ich am Ende. ich war kurz davor alles abzubrechen und sagen ich mach das nicht mit, aber ich wusste wenn ich es tue, werde ich meine Herrin und ihre Freundin nie. Like clockwork, Spencer was at our door in under 45 minutes. Spencer was in his late 30’s, tall, kinda lanky, with sandy blond hair. For a pizza guy he always looked good, dressed good and smelled good. And tonight was no exception. Liz answered the door in nothing but a housecoat and a pair of black stilettos. Under the house coat she was completely naked. I sat on the stairs leading to the bedroom and watched Liz do her thing. The look on Spencer’s face when Liz opened the door was priceless.. They way his hands clutched, the way his chest rose and fell. Anyone else would have thought it was just his nerves, but she knew better. Seeing his small and voluptuous lover with her full, creamy breasts and her ample, curvy figure in her long, white, flowing wedding gown was enough to keep him in a simmering lust. A lust she'd make sure she quenched tonight.His grin widened at her playful remark as he began to make his way speedily toward the bed. He chuckled warmly to her while falling down.