We all heard her cry out to her sister, who screamed back. Ruda dashed past the center pole, circled the far one and returned, bent over and ass gleam...ng in the stark light. Too far to see any panty, we all squinted for a better look. She stopped abruptly, kicking up a cloud of dirt, at the right pole and swung her leg over her saddle. Was she or wasn't she? Only the shadow hid her secret crack and teased us.Ruda struggled with the canvass, assuring her sister, but getting nowhere. She tied her. I kissed the head tenderly and as I stroked his thick shaft he was slowly becoming harder. After stroking and kissing his cock for a while I started to suck it. First just his bulbous head. Then more. And more. At this point he was at his full hardness in all its glory and I started to desperately stroke his big cock as I forced more down my throat. "Fuck yeah, boy, you was made for this," he said as he grabbed my scruffy blonde hair and started to gently rock his hips back and forth "Shit you. Big is beautiful, not fucking arms and legs like a fucking navvy you Irish imbecile,” screeched Giovanni.They stared at the two girls bound, gagged and blindfolded on a sofa in Modena Italy. The pretty bimbo, with shoulder length bleach blonde curly hair, who was short and very shapely, dressed in a tight white, low cut tee-shirt, fashionably ragged, cut off, washed out, denim shorts, and five inch heeled stilettos, the other with a strong, pugilistic face, very tall, in a green/cream tracksuit. “Like watching me blowing another man while you are fucking me Marco? Is it good for you? Ever had that before?” Jodi teases.“I can still remember him fucking me the last time while my previous man was watching. He was very good. We fucked for almost an hour.“Does that make you jealous?”“Yes it does,” he grunts as I watch him fucking Jodi, with my cock in her mouth, in an absolute frenzy, with long very fast strokes with the full length of his cock as he supports himself on his hands with arms.