.. "Teach me what to do", Fran whispered into Frédérique's ear."Tell me if anything I do makes you uncomfortable."Light hands and finger... fluttered over Fran's breasts through the blouse and minimum support bra she was wearing. Their kiss was slow and beautiful. Fran drifted on a cloud of experience and still the hand drifted over her body and garments were divested without any break in the flow of kisses and ministrations by those wonderful fingers and. “Some men can only dream about what I’m about to do Trish,” Mike said with a grin.Tears were starting to roll down Trish’s face. She tried to say something, but couldn’t because of the tape on her mouth, and then she grunted in pain as Mike penetrated her pink anus.Trish had a perfect rock hard ass that clamped down on his dick, causing Mike to moan in pleasure. With each deep thrust, Trish just squealed from behind the gag. After a while her body went limp from the pain of Mike’s thrusts. Mike. As I started to thrust in and out of her, Megan shuffled, opening her legs and bringing her kneed up a little to allow me the best access she could to her sweet pussy. Her hands clasped my ass cheeks and urged me to plunge as deep as I could inside her. “You feel so good.” She panted as I built up a rhythm. “I love to feel a young guy fucking me. You ever think about fucking an older woman?” “Not until this evening.” I admitted. “You feel amazing.” “Here,” Megan shuffled a little, moved away. Meet me at 2pm at the station. We will take it from there. You will be returned on Sunday.”I crafted my text with as much brevity as she had written hers, and smiled at my use of the word ‘returned’. It made it sound like she was a ‘package’ a ‘thing’ or a ‘chattel’, to be transported under the directional whim of others. I grinned to myself picturing her reading this.We would need no hotel stay over this time ... we would be entering my underground basement and not leaving ...I pressed.