I am moaning and sobbing and bucking back on his thrusts just as hard as he is giving them to me.This goes on for, several more minutes, and I hear hi... breathing becoming haggard. Once again I know he is close. I am also this time. I push back as hard as I can with each outward thrust of my own. I am so close to my orgasm now. I grab the edges of the desk, and it feels like I am leaving impressions in the wood from gripping it so tightly. He keeps up his assault on my pussy and slams into with. The man 3 tables down is rubbing something between his legs. And on the otherside of the room I see a lady massaging her friends tits. They like it. Oh My, I like it. I'm turning them on. Well, who am I to deny anyones pleasure. Master slides his finger in farther. "Good girl. Keep breathing." As I exhale he slides his finger out completely. I feel empty. Wet and excited, but empty. "Master?" "Patience little one. I don't want to hurt you." Breath in. Good. Now breath Out." . His fingers worked their way along my calf (because by now I'd slouched a little and had my foot resting on the seat in front of him) and after several long minutes, he stood up, and I moved over. We sat there, wordlessly, quietly in our seat, listening to the tires rolling over the pavement, and watching the sun slowly begin to set over the rocky terrain. His arm was slung over my shoulder, and as the rays of light kissed the distant mountains, his hand covered one of my breasts. It's a slight. "All but about an inch I guess." What?" She asked, a little surprised and either proud or horrified with herself (I could not tell), as she moved her hands down to the bottom to see how much all but one inch was.Amy then laid the big toy on her stomach with the bottom lined up with her pussy. The head was up to her belly button and said, "Look how big this thing is." Do you want to use it again?" I asked."What? Right now, NO, I'm too sore." "No" I quickly responded, "Not now. I meant again, in.