It was only halfway hard when I started, but it grew in mymouth in a few seconds until it pressed against the side of my cheeksas he thrust up and dow..., in and out and sideways. When I came up for air, I realized my jeans were down past mycrotch. I felt the other guy work them down my legs slowly to myknees. The air in the car was so cold I had goosebumps all down mythighs, and I shivered every time he touched my legs and puss withhis cold hands. “Scoot up, bitch,” he told. Finally he brings his lips up to her ear to whisper, "Give me your hands, behind your back now." She waits just long enough to try his patience, but soon she feels his grip on her hair begin to tighten, and so she slowly brings her arms up and back, crossing her wrists behind her. He gives a low and deep moan of satisfaction from her gift of obedience, while quickly fastening the zip-tie rather harshly around her wrists, and he then takes a moment to whisper softly in her ear, "Welcome to my. Nancy's mother and aunt watch from across the room where they are devouring mixed drinks and chain smoking; occasionally one of them takes some pictures or video of the happy couple with her cell phone . Nancy takes a smoke break, not because she needs one but because she wants to prolong the fucking by giving him some respite. Nancy takes her drink glass back to the kitchen ; he follows her and nails her from behind bending her over the kitchen table, fucking her to completion and giving her. Okay, I’m horny now. He’s standing right in front of me and I want to throw my arms around his tree-trunk waist, bury my head in his six-pack. But what happens instead is this: he stands aside and I gasp. From here I can see right into the open-plan shower. There are at least ten of them in there. With two beers in me, my shyness is on the wane and I can’t look away. I am transfixed, my jaw slackens. I’m like a cat that has spotted a pigeon through the garden door. My tail twitches, but part.