"That's nice," he said. "Your hands feel much nicer on my cock than my own hands. Pump a little faster if you want to!" My hand started sliding up and...down his shaft in a fast rhythm, but I soon realized his prick was too much for one hand. One hand grabbed the base of his cock, while the other massaged the meaty head of his shaft. He started to move his hips in tandem with my grasps along the length of his shaft, and soon I saw the glistening of semen that dribbles out when excitement starts. I knew that the pain or humiliation meant reward.The only flaw, the only nagging thought I could not get out of my mind, was guilt. I still thought of how Rebecca must have felt when she was taken on my bed, over and over, enduring not only the merciless toys but her own body used against her, driving her to orgasm after orgasm. I could feel the humiliation she must have endured, looking down at her own lovely body contorted into a lewd sideshow in that clear latex dress, having even the toys. Now it was my legs which were starting to tremble. I could feel my pussy lips beginning to tighten around the huge cock that was filling me to my core; and I knew that I was about to cum. “Fuck me faster!” I screamed. “I’m going to cum all over your fucking dick!” “Yeah vickiiieee, yeahh Vickieee. Emh emh emh emh aaahh!” Chris cried out, increasing his pace and fucking me so hard I thought my legs would buckle beneath me at any moment. I couldn’t hold on anymore, my pussy lips began to. Again he was eagerly waiting for the chance to see my mom cleavage and navel. But he couldn’t get the chance so he went back with disappointment after chatting with my mom for half an hour. After few days Ramesh came to our house and told about the tour packages around Tamilnadu for two days. He spoke with my mom and dad. My dad said ok. He also went with joy. Unfortunately my dad has an important work on that day so he can’t unable to come. But he asked my mom and me to go to the tour.On the.