"Buckle up" I tell her. "Now it gets fun!" I firmly pull her hips back into me as I speed up my thrusting. Any movement forward she makes I smack h...r ass and pull her back with the belt. "No running away" I tell her. "Not with me there isn't." "OH SHIT" she yells and she flings her head back. "I have never been fucked like this!" "I LOVE IT!" I take one hand off of the belt and grab her by the hair with it. I pull her head back tightly. Every thrust her head moves forward, but she is. Both were carrying largish holdalls. He came up to me, smiling.“Missus Billings!” He dropped the bag and held out his hand. It was warm and dry, the grip firm. “I’m James Marchant. This is my better half, Gwen. Helen, if I may?”“Certainly, sir.”“I recognised you, earlier this year.” He paused to see if I reacted, but went on, “We hadn’t been introduced before, but I saw you at company events with our Mister Greengold.” He released my hand. “I was ... disturbed ... when he divorced you. I’m old. It was even smaller than the other boys penis’s that were limp that I watched while taking showers after gym. And once again, I noticed that I had slime on the tip of my penis as I lie there thinking. It didn’t hurt, and actually, it felt kind of good in weird way. But this slime on the end concerned me and wondered about going to my mother and asking if I should see a doctor, but then I’d have to show it to her, so I decided that I’d just wait and see if it would just go away. The next. I started sucking on her neck as I gently swirled the tip of my finger around her swollen clit. This was really getting her worked up, and her nipples had become very hard. She then jumped on to the bed and spread her legs.I asked what she wanted me to do, would she like me to eat her out first, then fuck her. Or, would she like the sex first, then oral sex after. She said she was so horny it didn’t matter, but that she prefers I go down on her after I’ve fucked her. So I got in between her.