She really didn't care about them. All she really cared about was the wondrous feeling his stiff cock was causing in her pussy.Then he started alterna...ing between her cunt and her asshole with each stroke. The stimulation it gave her was almost frightening in its intensity. Her whole body was responding to his cock. She thrust her asscheeks back against him sharply, while she rolled her clitoris beneath his balls and thrust her nipples into his palms.Then she went rigid, every muscle tense with. “It has been three years since you divorced your husband. It is about time you have someone who will make you happy,” I told her.“When I am with you, I feel so happy,” she joked.“Too bad I am your cousin,” I joked back.At 7.20pm we arrived to her house. Walking in, I visualized the layout of her room. It was small room which was very neat with everything in place in the compact space around her double bed. The utensils were neatly arranged to one of the corners of the house. Beside the. Red lines crossed all my muscles down to my thighs. I yanked on the ropes, savoring the pain biting into my wrists, the ache in my shoulders.I was so helpless. So powerless. It would be so easy to surrender to the pleasure, to embrace being their slave. But I was my own man. I had my wives. I wouldn't be these fairies' toys. No matter how much Cherry begged.Or how amazing she made my cock feel.Her hand reached around my hip, sliding to grope my ass. I groaned as her fingers slid into my. We both has a glass of scotch and made some small talk, then she asked if I wanted to smoke a joint with her. I remember about halfway through the hotel staff knocked and asked us to smoke on the balcony because the hallway smelled like weed haha. After we smoked she said she wanted to give me a massage. I took my clothes off down to my underwear and she told me to lay on my stomach. She straddled me and starting rubbing my shoulders and back, running her hands all over me. Then she began to.