I could feel my nipples brushing up against him. I moved behind him and pressed my breasts into his back as I reached around to unbuckle his belt. H... stopped me.He took my hand and moved me in front of the window. It was late evening and we had neglected to close the drapes when we entered the room. Our room overlooked the pool and tiki bar area and I could see lots of people at the bar. He held me from behind as he kissed my neck and cupped my breasts as he moved me right up to the. I wait for a moment, then ask, “How does that feel?”She is not able to speak yet, so against all instinct, I hold still for as long as I can. I very slowly start to retract from her again to give her a break, and she finally says “Amazing! It hurts, but it feels so fucking good!”“Good,” I say, as I slam my cock back into her and she screams again, clearly experiencing more pain than pleasure, “Just like you imagined?”Slowly, I begin fucking her, and my cock pulses with intensity – seeming to. His face showed concern about her nakedness, but relief that she appeared to be okay."We await another visitor," said Bones and lapsed back into silence.Five minutes later, another knock came on the door."Enter," said Bones.Instead of Mrs. Hummer, a young man of eighteen was at the door."Mr. Bones?" he said, as he entered in brusquely. "What is this about an injury to my dear Charlotte?"He looked at each of the men in the room."I am Mr. Bones," Bones said, "and the injury was a ruse to get you. You nasty little clock glutton.” Then she went back to licking herself. The whole thing was bizarre to witness and to be honest, it scared me a bit. But at the same time, the out of control depravity of what I was witnessing was intensely erotic. She continued talking to her vagina while she was eating herself out so I couldn’t make out what she was saying all that clearly except for occasional words and phrases like, “cheating fuck hole” and, “stretching my married cunt” and various things of.