Holly had been told her role. She was to find any way to please you she could while I sucked your cock and you fucked me. Knowing this she had put her...long blonde hair up in a sexy messing bun. I told you that Holly would be allowed to lick you and that you could play with any part of her but she could not touch your cock - that was totally mine tonight. After we stripped you naked, we provided you with a little visual entertainment by seductively undressing each other. I dropped to my knees. Watching them fuck was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. Two strangers with a physical need for sex, giving and receiving from each other the sex their bodies required. It was almost a****listic. Like DNA or nature took over, knowing they had to breed with each other, some unseen spark igniting and resulting in spectacular sex. It was nearly 25 minutes later when the front door opened. She came in to the lounge and without a word took my hand and led me up the stairs. She undressed. She was carried off away from her. A giant hand controlled her head by grasping the back of her neck. Other large hands grabbed her wrists like vice grips and she was whisked up off the ground when her ankles were seized. She was carried effortlessly over to a large grassy mound and put on it face down. She tried to struggle but the shear strength of the hands allowed her no movement what so ever. Myra was pinned down by her neck and her face was pushed down into the soft short green grass.. The speed became so relentless that my flailing ball sac striking her lips and clit had created an emphatic, fast paced clapping noise. I was so lost in the movements that I had become startled by the sudden warm splashing along the inside of my thighs. Unable to see anything by looking down, I turned toward my trusty mirror view again to see Mrs. Clark squirting profusely. I didn't cease fucking as she continued to spray in one long successive stream until our legs glistened and the sheets.