In the mean time Molly came up next to me on the blankets and began to stroke my hair and give me soothing words. "it'll all be ok. It'll be over...in a few minutes. Just keep still and it won't hurt long" I couldn't stand it any longer and began to meet his thrusts with a backward thrust. I met him half way and he began to increase the strength of his thrusts.. "Damn, Molly, this little fellow likes this. He is pushing back against me each time I fuch him." " Chester, I can't. You are spent and exhausted, standing there in a tight black satin mini skirt, pantyhose, high heels, - his cum all over your face an blouse; yours soaking you panties and pantyhose - your hands still bound helplessly behind you as you lean limply into the powerful man that has just conquered you.As he anties the scarf that has immobilised your hands behind you, you catch your breath and start to look around. All eyes in the bar are on you. Everyone has just witnessed your abject defeat and. . he was starting to get really anxious now, this was unbelievable, he couldn't believe his luck at how far he had gone, he knew now that there was no turning back. He felt up on the bed slowly feeling in the dark, and found her foot. He froze. She didn't stir. His cock pulsated... his courage had grown and was feeling more ambitious. He slid his hand under the covers up to her knee feeling the softness of her skin, where he paused and listened to her breathing, 'no change' he thought... “I am going to come on your tits” I pushed her face down to my cock, exiting her and I flipped her over hard kneeling over her and pushing those huge fun bags around my dick.“You like the feel of your cunt juice on your tits wench?” She just nodded. I repositioned myself to stroke my cock against her stomach left to right instead of up and down. “Yeah sideways I love your fat body” I played with her fat tits as she fondled my balls with one hand and grabbed my hair with the other, pushing one.