Soon more fingers and hands are exploring your sex, and one hand reaches under your breast and sharply pinches your erect nipple. Again a moan of ple...sure is bought to your lips, and again the young men take it as a sign that indeed you could be played roughly with and would still take pleasure in it. Suddenly what seems like all of the potential eighty hands are running over your body, dipping into your sex and anus, squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples. Every inch of your body. "Oh my gosh!" exclaimed Amy who had yet to vet the secret footage - and now perhaps wished she had.It was her father Erik who joined the scene, wrestling purposefully with his zipfly."We can't watch this..." Amy croaked."Oh yes we can," chorused her three horny bedfellows.Erik was a short stout man, no taller than five six, with naturally light haired as befitted his Scandinavian roots. The hair on his crown was thinning though offset by a pointy golden goatee on a longish chin. Ruby shaded. I was still on parole and attending session. Eliza had decided to wait outside of the building. To her shock, Adabisi walked out after having had his meeting and talked to her like an old friend! Once again Adabisi just took control of the situation. By the time I was done with my meeting with the parole officer he had told Eliza that he would come home with us for a while. I told him, that we had things to do, maybe another time, maybe? But he insisted, and got into the car beside my wife.. She tilted her head to view the wetness coating Ben’s thick cock. It was naughty and exciting because she knew it was more than just her wetness. Yet Freya wondered if Ben could ever get past missionary sex. She fantasized about fleeing and re-engaging in wild sex and she imagined this as her prelude. Freya wished Ben could be more aggressive and more like the young golf pro. The pro carelessly ripped off her clothes, twisted her nipples and slapped her ass. And recalling the pro’s cock deep.