Sammy took in a deep breath and forced herself onto his cock, with the pain of her primary pussy muscles, she let out a loud shriek. It was quiet pain...ul for Luke; he didn’t expect her to be so sadistic, there wasn’t a lot he could do, his helmet was locked in front of the tight outer muscles, he could move but a fraction, there was no way he could withdraw. He inched in short but forceful thrusts, little by little he gained headway, Sammy reached up holding his thick wrists, then look over. The first pass didn't do it."She walked over and he was almost painfully aware of her presence. She felt her nipples, which free of the bra containing them had hardened under the rubbing of the larger shirt and were hard nubs pressing against the fabric making her whole body tingle all over again. Her breasts were a good size, not large but balanced with her frame and he was guessing that they would have a lovely weight to them. The white shirt he was holding in his hands, however, was pretty. I spend about 30-45 minutes of just mingling and relaxing, getting my first drink or two down so that the dance floor mojo gets going. If any of you are like me you don’t dance well until you are a little tipsy. My rhythm is in my stroke...not in my step. :O)By this time I am on the dance floor and having a blast. I’ve met and introduced myself to a few attractive females. It is just the right time for the prowl to commence. There is always that ‘freaky song’ set that gets played every couple. Images of him swam in her head. Those images were clipped from afternoons he’d spent at her pool with Sarah, her daughter. Evenings he’d stayed for dinner. And then there were the memories of Sarah’s moans and cries as Bill fucked her senseless in her bedroom. The bedroom next to Joanne’s. Joanne couldn’t hear every breath they took. But she heard enough to know that Bill was nearly insatiable. Bill had screwed her daughter three, four and as many as six times and more in that bedroom. And.