“I'm fucking you so hard! Just plundering into your cunt, aren't I?”“Uh-huh!” she moaned, her hips wiggling. I gripped her ponytail as she buc...ed back into me. “You're fucking me so hard.”Her pussy clenched down around my thrusting dick. She whimpered, her moans echoing through the room. Everyone watched us. The crew. Cherri. Dirk. The makeup girl. The girl. They all watched the director, the ruler of the set, taking my futa-dick like a pro. Like a porn star who knew how to fuck.I stared at. Hues of blue, purple and deep green were everywhere. The grass was also unkempt, allowed to go wild. Panthers and strange creatures shaped like walking trees were ready to pounce from every dangerous scrub or brush. She was not at home here. This was not a place where a person of her culture lingered. Yet, here she was. The warlock pulled her robes tighter around her, huddling next to a particularly thick tree and hoping its shadowed roots hid her from those pursuing her. She had pulled a dark. I think you might enjoy sitting on it. I am going to rub my panties over your arms and legs and belly so you can see how they feel."I turned around, put my hands on her knees, and boosted myself into her lap. She put her arms around me and pulled me back against her. I leaned my back into her big tits and pushed my ass down into her crotch."Comfortable Bobby? Just settle down and relax while I show you how nice this feels."She began rubbing her hand, covered in her still-warm silky pink. The airport was at least thirty minutes from downtown. I glanced over to Red and noticed her skirt was higher than it needed to be. And she was slowly spreading her legs. Then she squeezed her thighs together, hard, and spread them again. I slowly raised my own skirt up to the start of my panties, glanced over and smiled at Red. She smiled back. Her left hand slowly moved toward my right leg and she began to caress it. I followed her example and began to caress her left leg. We both looked up.