Our paths didn’t cross.my first day had been harder than I’d expected, my back pain had made the work much more difficult and I hadn’t slept mu...h the night before. As I walked back up the garden path I felt utterly exhausted. I opened the door and walked through the hallways into the kitchen, straight ahead of me stood Catherine, she was wearing a pink and white dressing-gown, she leaned over the cooker and took something out of the oven, she lifted her head up and looked straight at me and. I sent another tentacle to bite down on her little nub at the same time I both pinched her nipples and fucked my first long stroke into her now larger womb.She went rigid beneath me, her eyes bulging out as every pleasure synapse in her brain went off all at once, the walls of her kitty squeezing me in a vice grip in those precious milliseconds before the most intense orgasm I’d yet seen washed through her. For the first time I felt less than completely in control, the intensity of her reaction. It continued for 15 minutes. Then I took my penis out and headed it towards the other garage where it was supposed to be parked. I started rubbing my penis on her vagina. Then I slowly inserted the upper part. Her vagina was damn tight as she hasn’t had sex from long time; mine was first time. I gave a push and it was all inside. She gave a loud pleasurable moan. I started stroking the penis in and out. I increased my speed. My testicles were banging her outer parts. The screams got louder. She. ..I knew you could do better". His words trailed off into a low guttural moan. My mouth strained to keep him there, in the deepest hollows of my throat. "Dirty, dirty girl. See what happens when you put yourself in dangerous predicaments? Spying on us like that...this is exactly what you wanted isn't it?" My eyes lifted to his, grimacing, he was massaging my tonsils with his cock. Is this what I wanted? Not to just watch, but take her place; be the one kneeling to his side while someone.