He was mad to think that Dale had beat him, but now he knew he was wrong. He was first inside of her and he had not been gentle. He looked at her tear...stained face and growled. He pushed in deeper and tuned out her squeal. Tim's hand clawed at her shirt, trying to see what she was hiding. He tore at her buttons, her flesh becoming available to his greedy eyes and hands. His mouth swooped down and sucked her nipples. The movement drove him harder against her womb. He grunted above her, suckling. Please. I need to cum.” It was nearly a wail.For a moment, as she again lowered her head, I thought she would oblige me but when I felt her tongue delicately rimming my ass I realised she was just starting a whole new level of torture. This time it was most definitely a wail, as she lovingly lapped at my most sensitive of places.I was delirious. She avoided stimulating my clit and my pussy as she concentrated on that erotic ridge that circled my dark hole. The sensation was almost overwhelming,. “Now you need to hold me, that’s what lovers do afterwards.”“Ummm… they do?”“Yes, of course. And… if your partner does something really nice for you, it’s perfectly fine to say thank you.”He wrapped his arms around her and she curled into him, like a kitten. He kissed her hair and whispered “Thank you.”“You’re going to be so popular with all the girls, this is priceless information I’m teaching you.”“Well… I… I… really enjoy all of this.”A content, easy smile broke across her face, she was. He was in his late twenties, had a rather muscular chest which I could easily see because he was wearing some rather tight clothes; a simple white tee shirt, and some really expensive looking jeans that had that fake worn-in look. They were tight around his thighs, but loose at the bottom; boot cut. He looked at me for just a second too long, and said, "no problem", before handing me a little metal "3", and leading me to the last dressing room, kind of around a corner at the end of the.