He only smiled as he leaned back, his eyes glued on my wet wanting pussy. I watched as he reached for on of the cold strawberries next to the bed and ...ith on hand spread my wet pussy lips and with the other squeezed the sweet cold juices out of the berry and letting it drip on my clit. I heard myself screaming words I had never spoken before as he grabbed another strawberry and gently push the cold fruit into my pussy. Then taking another in his lips and using his tongue to push it in also. I. I put down some lights…Trish suddenly came out from the bathroom. She had stripped off her sexy red dress and was wearing just a tiny thong. Her little flat tits were nice and she had her dark nipples fully erected.She came closer, asking if I would dare to put her thong down.I just smiled and reached out my hands, starting to pull that tiny thong down her thighs. She had her legs closed tightly, smiling as I pulled down that tiny silky piece.I finally put that thong around her ankles, but. I looked around. I was in some kind of study. Right in front of me stood the man who had ordered my capture. Just staring out the window Who are you? I demanded. What? the voice was so familiar You dont recognize the man you love? He turned to face me, it was my boyfriend, Ross. Ross? I started to stand up but was forced back down. No its ok, let her stand. I stood up and ran to hug him. The tears of fear were replaced by tears of joy. Ross? Oh my…oh my god! How did you…? Why did you…? He. My hands found her swaying tits, grabbing them and rubbing her nipples and areolas. I leaned over her and started sucking on them, still ramming her with long and fast strokes. She was being noisy and I loved it. Her constant moaning was new to me, considering last time we did this, we had to keep as quiet as possible."Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard! Faster! Oh God, yes!" Stan was certainly getting an earful. I could care less if he was enjoying it or not. I was certainly having a good.