He had then told her to put her hand inside her panties. She had reddened at the thought. Not of touching herself, but of doing it at his suggestio..., his command. Slowly and somewhat reluctantly, she had slid her hand into her panties. It had been even wetter than earlier. She had stroked her lips, inside her lips, her clit, her opening. She had felt very warm and floaty. Just as she was establishing a rhythm, he had then told her to go to the window. “Why,” she had asked. “For. Brandon pulled his fingers out, tasted them and then offered them to his wife Linda and she murmured enthusiastically, “um, I can hardly wait for more.” Barbara said that she couldn’t resist. So she decided to reach over and feel Brandon’s package under the cover of the bar. Discretely she reached out and felt the growing bulge in his pants. He pushed his suit jacket out of the way, as she unbuckled his belt and then sliding his zipper slowly down. Reaching through his fly and inside his. I moaned as he started tonguing me; he licked quickly and hungrily and I arched my back, pressing his tongue against my nipple. I reached up and tugged my bra out of the way; he put his hand on my other breast and started massaging it while he licked quickly up and down. I spread my legs, opening them and slipping my fishnet-clad feet over his thighs so that my knees bent perfectly to display my luscious thighs. I lifted my tits against him; he stroked roughly, sucking hard and easing his free. I want you to fuck me face to face."Carol arranged herself on her back with her head on the soft peach and white pillows, and her legs wide open. She reached to the side and grabbed another big pillow and slid it under her arse, raising her pussy high in the air. She beckoned me with her finger, then curled it round a slid it in to her pussy."Fuck me now, bitch and fuck me hard, and don't you dare stop until I say so, understand?" Yes Mistress, I'm going to fuck you till you scream for me to.