He strided to her and yanked a handful of her hair, turning her face upward as he yelled to her, "Remove my leathers beast! NOW!" The girl trembling f...antically felt over his lower body, over his thighs and knees then up again to his thighs and inner thighs as she yanked her shaking hands away, screaming as she tried pulling away. He laughed mockingly as he knew she had felt his throbbing cock, it was rock hard and throbbing like a piston waiting to pump inside her, he grabbed her jaw with one. She broke the kiss, and her lips moved to my ear. She breathed into my ear which was such a delicate feeling and quickly followed up with her tongue, licking round the inner folds. My hands had now reached her waist and as she transferred her lips first across my eyelids and then to my other ear, I brought one hand between us and tickled her belly button before running it up to palm one breast and thumb her erect throbbing nipple. The other hand I let fall over her hip and contented myself. I watched spellbound as Becky continued to pat Randy’s head. There was no doubt she wanted a long session with his tongue. He was getting more excited, obviously the scent of her pussy was getting stronger and she climaxed with a loud squeal. Quickly she turned and dropped to her knees. “Come you boy” she wailed “come and fuck your bitch”. Randy only needed the sight of a woman on her knees to signal what he was trained to do. He immediately mounted her, found his target and began to pound her. Sometimes late at night, I could hear my husband clearly wanking. What was wrong with my opening? I began to have concerns, what was Peter fantasising about?There was a problem with my bedroom door the hinges needed to be oiled because it was squeaking rather a lot. The oil can, along with several other things, was in the garage. The single light bulb in the ceiling had clearly blown but I knew where the oil can was. As I reached up to the top shelf I noticed something for the very first time,.