The layout of the cottage had the front door opening directly into the lounge area, with the bathroom and bedroom to one side. I was to remain in the...bedroom and say something to confirm a male presence, just in case. We were extremely aroused with the anticipation of what we were about to do and I watched excitedly as Mandy practiced in front of the mirror turning this way and that, tying it loosely with one simple twist of the sash, pulling it one way then the other to see how much of her. He had no mercy for my tight pussy and the thickness of his cock. He just pounded me....on my back he wouldn't let me get up to change positions he wanted to leave me on my back to take total advantage of me. And that he did.He came after about a minute...no condom he shot it on my titties. He was so happy. I kissed his neck as he laid on top of me and grinded my pussy against his cum soaked cock he took off his shirt and whipped my breast off then his cock got hard again with in a couple of. “Fucking milk bags, I bet Rick likes these,” he said as he squeezed them again and again, more milk squirting up in the air then alternately squeezing and slapping them.“Rick is kind of sweet on you but you’re nothing but a piece of crap slut, I’ll make you do anything. Shit, maybe I’ll take you to my uncle’s farm and see how far you’ll go!”The sick son of a bitch, he wasn’t joking and I knew it. I had to figure out a way to get him to leave me alone, but now I was powerless. All I could do. When he stopped, one foot in front of the other, and she added "Good boy", he had to laugh. He liked this too. He liked it when she was forceful.She walked to him and leaned ever so little, her hand grasping his manhood."Would my pussy feel good around this?" Her face was inches from him. "I'm hot, and wet, just thinking about it," she said. "That's how attractive I find you, Woody Buckholtz."She squeezed, and then let go. She walked around behind him."So strong... so athletic... so firm." Her.