Julia never uttered a sound of protest as I fastened an ankle to each leg post with two more pink leather cuffs. She was trembling; I knew some of it ...as nervousness but far, far more was anticipation. Pushed down against the rough wood Julia’s hips bumped against one side of the table as her head hung loosely over the opposite side, her shoulders just an inch or two over the far edge. My cock was now painfully hard. I had complete control.I pushed my hand roughly over her already soaked, blue. V and came and lied down besides me watching the T.V. After some time I felt a hand moving on my body , I did not make a move and acted as if I was fast asleep. sita slowly slipped her hand into my shirt and started to rotate her fingers around my nipples I was getting exited and for the first time I realized that this girl is fuckable. She started to pinch my nipples which were hard by now and my lund started to get up to salute her. Then she rubbed her hand on my body for some time and now. That cum filled Jill's pussy to the brim, producing a distinct farting sound as all the air in her pussy was expelled rapidly around Jack's invading prick. Then, as his rod bored on into her poor untried puss, all that slippery cum provided the lubrication that kept him from tearing her to pieces.Still, her pussy, having had nothing larger than her own slim finger in it, rebelled mightily and clamped down hard. While Jack's peter wanted to go all the way, it was prevented. The force of his. Her body and clothes were covered in several men's sperm, and the taste of the boy's semen lingered in her mouth. She wondered how the wife of a preacher could be so sinful. But she couldn't return home and her husband looking like she did. She could never explain what happened. She didn't even understand it herself. So she quietly rode with a complete stranger -- a stranger whose cock she had sucked and who made her climax with his fingers -- a stranger who watched as other men jerked off.