Her legs shook and her humming groans of pleasure started to eek out of her mouth as I was lost in licking her pussy and squeezing her ass. She tasted...incredible and felt amazing, my eyes shot open to look up her body, her head pointing to the ceiling and her breasts heaving heavily outwards as her body stuttered and stood rigid. “Oh fuuu-” she murmured, her voice tailing off to a low growl as she scraped her nails over my scalp and held me still. “Oh just there.” she begged, her hips rotating. I continued finger fucking Angela and as she was nearing her orgasm, Barry showed up again with the bananas. Angela again locked her thighs together, trapping my hand and fingers. She took the bananas, thanking him and made small talk with him about our order while his eyes were riveted onto her cum streaked thighs and my hand stuck between them.While talking with him, she was peeling the banana’s seductively and her lips pouting. She parted her thighs and I took my fingers out of her pussy as. Both ladies were covered in a sheen of perspiration and wearing long white pearl necklaces and pink lipsticks. The painting captured the ladies in a room of Victorian décor that was drenched in afternoon sunlight and overlooking a sunlit beach far below with distant waves crashing ashore. The sky and shoreline of the Caribbean could be seen through a balcony door which stood slightly ajar with satin drapes moving lazily in the afternoon sea breeze. One of the ladies in the painting, a very. I am settled I unclip the leash from her collar and take a step back. Her body is tense now with anticipation but she does not move, as I watch the side of her face I see her eye glance up at me momentarily. I whipped her once across her bum with the chrome chain of her leash. The chain slaps across and hits the side of her thigh incidentally and firmly enough to raise a welt almost instantly. My eyes never leave her face pressed against the wall and I see her bite down hard on her bottom lip..