He fucked her as hard as he could as her orgasm exploded in her body. She released a torrent of p** that he eagerly gulped down, clamping his mouth o... her pi** hole and drinking it as it came out.She pulled herself as wide open as she could for him, screaming and cursing at him as she came. Her alabaster white legs were in stark contrast to his tanned arms. He continued to brutally fist her all the way through her orgasms. One orgasm ran into another. Every third or fourth thrust he would. Julie and her bridesmaids came down from some hidden room to meet us. Julie was wearing an eggshell colored off-shoulder dress with a very delicate pattern, almost identical in color and thus only visible up close. It was tight-fitting and showed lovely décolletage, it then loosened at her waist and was free-flowing at its base, a couple of inches above the knee. Her hair was up, and she was wearing lovely white high-heeled sandals with the ankle straps we had bought on 5th Avenue. She was. Here I come.' Her small body shook with the intensity of her orgasm and it took her quite a while to recover. 'Was that good?' asked Trudy. 'Cos you owe me one now, but we haven't time. We've got to get to French. I think that Mme Fesee is really sexy. I might get into trouble in her class and see if I can get her to give a spanking cos that really turns me on. My sister Carol got spanked last night. She showed me her red bum but she wouldn't tell me who did it.' My cock was like a rod of steel. I had imagined fucking her so many times it was starting to feel like we had already had sex. I couldn’t care less about her reputation. Emma was driving me crazy. I wanted to fuck her. Desperately.My fantasies had begun relatively benignly, straight sex, perhaps even romantic sex. As the weeks passed, my masturbatory efforts explored deeper and darker fantasies. Soon I was filling her every orifice; handcuffs appeared, nipple clamps, harsh spanking that left lingering marks on her firm round.