Her breasts thrust upward, her moist pussy riding high on his thigh, and her heels coming off the carpeted floor."Ahhhggg!" she groaned. "Ahhh! Bud, o..., Bud!"He ducked his head, his pursed mouth seeking one of her tender nipples, and she shuddered with pleasure. He sucked the quivering flesh into the hot, wet cavern of his mouth and began to roll the stiff nub with his tongue. Her hips undulated to the rhythm of the music, grinding her pussy on his juice-smeared leg and pumping her belly. "Scott walked around the car, admiring the craftsmanship. I could get used to this, he thought.The transporter departed and Scott closed the gate.Red emerged from the pet door and sniffed the tires of the exotic car."No pissing on the Aston Martin," Scott said.Red looked at him with that classic dog look, as if to say 'Who me?'Scott knelt and patted the dog. "What do you think? Is it time?"Things had changed. He was content, but had been having trouble sleeping lately. His worries kept him. I wasn’t sure if I would cum right away – I hoped not. The look on her face suggested I better not.Hayden started to jerk me off as if it were very routine and boring to her. She pulled my cock roughly and didn’t even look me in the eye. When I didn’t cum in her hand after thirty seconds she seemed impressed and asked me if I wanted the front or the back. It was like she was testing me to see if I would cum easily or not.“I can fuck you in the butt?” I asked –thinking by back she meant her. “Stop that immediately,” demand Sister Mary-Margaret, although, at the same time, she was mesmerized by the sight of it all. Little did she know she was looking at a very big cock, much bigger than the average native.Derek, of course, did not stop and Sister Mary-Margaret was experiencing hot flashes and an unexplained wetness between her legs at her very essence. She became very wobbly and sank to her knees. Instinctively Derek presented his cock to her gaping mouth, and just as instinctively,.