Her body shakes, trying to resist the pleasure. James watches in a mixture of horror and horniness as the guard stands and lines his cock up with Isa...elles pussy. He begins to slowly push the head of his dick in, reveling in her whimpers of protests. He stops, then quickly pulls out, gasping at the tightness and trying to think of anything that could be possibly disgusting enough to stop him from cumming too soon. He manages to hold himself back, and he begins again, coating his head in her. What was she thinking? This was work damn it! With a renewed focus she slowly circled him, wincing at the red welts she left on that flawless back. She gazed up to his neck and noted that his hair was long and curly, the soft brown locks falling to his delectable shoulders. He put Michelangelo’s David to shame. Heat seeped from his every pore, and his affect on her was far more than sexual. She wanted to roll over like a depraved dog, sit up and beg for his touch. ‘My god, you are something. He suddenly stopped and told me to stand up, i did ofcourse and he said to take my clothes off, naturally there was no hesitation from me and my cock was glad to be released as i pulled down my pants, i took my shirt off and asked what would you like form me. i knew i was going to get fucked i was so hard. he said follow me and he walked into his bedroom where he had a big king sized bed, i got to the edge where he pushed me onto it, i got comfy on the bed where my head was on the pillows and. "That's right. Now I need to know more information so I can figure out what your punishment is going to be," I said. "How many times did you get fucked?" "Since I last saw you?" she said. "Five times. I got fucked by my wife five times." "Anyone else?" I asked. She looked up, surprised. "No." "Okay," I said. "I believe that. Although I suspect you fucked yourself a number of times too, my little whore, but I will let those slide. How many times did your wife make MY pussy come? Did she eat my.