He would slam it in, making her ass shake and jiggle, and the slowly pull it out, making her gasp and shiver. He slapped her ass, and I could tell she...was cumming, she closed her eyes and gasped for air, just as he pulled his cock out, and pushed his hand deep into her. Rondas eyes shot open, and her jaw dropped. She wasnt breathing, but I could tell, she was having a powerful orgasm. After a few seconds, she laid her head down, and Jon slammed his cock into her again, making her head raise up,. “Okay, Hattie. I’m not sure why I am here, other than I’m trying to find my sister and our friend, a little chunk of a fellow.”Alice scanned the subterranean room. The scene was gothic and surreal, like a dungeon without the iron maidens. Tables and booths lined the exterior walls, tucked under shadowy stone arches; each alcove lit by a different pastel-colored light. The air was warm and filled with the happy drone of conversation. There were people, but it didn’t feel crowded. There was. She was caught in the act of masturbating herself. Her face literally turned white as the blood drained from her. As I walked over to her she was speechless. She couldn’t find any words to say. She looked down in embarrassment while quickly straightening her dress pulling it back down around her legs. I walked right up to her and stood there waiting for her to look at me. I knew how embarrassed and shameful she must feel. At this point I probably could have done anything to her and she wouldn’t. I slipped my hands under Julian’s sweat-soaked shirt and pulled it over his head, exposing his hairless and chiseled chest. Julian was expressionless. I ran my finger-tips gently over his pictorials and down his biceps, to his hands. I pressed myself against him and wrapping my hands around his waist, pulled him in even closer. “Mi Dios . . ayudame,” Julian whispered in Spanish. I pressed my lips to his and gently offered him my tongue. He pulled me in closer, his bare chest pressing against.