I arrived at a quarter after seven; the pub was packed as expected. I decided to order a beer and wait by the door. I was looking for a woman wearing ... black dress with a red scarf; 7:30 arrived but she hadn’t yet. I guess I wasn’t too surprised. Since I was already there I stayed and had a few drinks. It was then that I spotted a beautiful woman fitting her description. I walked up, introduced myself and offered to buy her a drink which she gladly accepted. We made small talk for the next. “Then, I’m going to escort you to the bed where I’m going to bend you over, face down. You’ll keep your hands above your head throughout this. Then, I’m going to slowly spread your legs and kneel behind you,” he whispered into her waiting ear. She purred at the thought and the building heat and pulsing between her legs was now palpable. The mixture of his breath on her, his proximity, and the thought of being in that vulnerable position was numbing her ability to think of anything beyond her. I tried to match her rhythm, but no go, so I just fucked her and she matched my rhythm. A few minutes later I started to feel my climax coming on. Cece must have picked up on it, because she was rubbing her clit hard, and with longer strokes. I could tell that she was coming close also. Cece hit her orgasm a second or two before I did. "Oh shit," we both exclaimed. "Keep it deep and tight in me, I like the pressure," she implored. Cece lay perfectly still as my cock spurt rope after rope of my. And through all this i was not allowed to cum-oh I needed to cum! The dildos moved faster and faster in my battered cunt and asshole, goo dripping and squirting everywhere but I was not cummimng and they knew it.I was tortured more, hot wax was dripped on my nipples, stomach, toes and clit. a huge cock, at least 12 inches long was jammed down my throat and i was throat ****d. he nearly drown me in the huge load of THICK cum he blasted out, 8 or 9 blasts, all over my face and in my mouth. Then.