Thanks to the cold room and the friction from the table, Bethany’s pert nipples were hard and sticking out. The man pinched one of them and rolled i... between his thumb and forefinger, torturing her young titflesh. The room was full of the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. And the whole time, lights and clicks went off while Bethany’s abuse was filmed for the pleasure of strangers.“Ready, slut? I hope you’re on the pill,” growled the man behind her. Bethany’s sobs were choked by the cock. I gave him no mercy; tonight I wanted to show him how exactly much I loved it when he fucked me and I got the pleasure to fuck him. He slapped my ass and I cried out. He stuck his fingers in my ass while I was still pumping his cock, and I squirmed momentarily stopping my humping as he moved his fingers in and out of my sperm-covered as. I rode his fingers for a while, while his cock was still stiff inside of me, and then he pulled out and I resumed riding him."Master!" I screamed, nearing my,. ” Her eyes were embers, bright and burning into me. I lifted the lid. My jaw fell. I picked up the strap-on, it’s leather harness heavy in my hand. “Try it on, baby.” Her fingers flew, popping open buttons on her shirt and wiggling her short little skirt off. My blood was pounding in my veins, almost too loud to hear her. But I’d heard. I watched her getting naked, her supple body coming to rest on all fours on the floor in front of me. There was a tightening in my crotch. I licked my lips. . I had a way around the fence where as a teenager I used to sneak in and out of the house.Leaving my bags just hidden by the fence I went around to the side and found the kitchen door key that I had hidden many years ago. Not surprisingly, it was still there. I quickly went and got my bags and then opened the door quietly, just like old times. I heard some noises from the living room, very faint as the living room was at the other end of the house. Wanting to surprise my family, I quietly.