The first push, the push that pokes annoyingly in her tight pussy, begins to wrestle away her pussy walls. They clamp back into position from the firs... push, again she feels him guide her tied body down on him, the head slipping in a little further because her walls are giving to the new and foreign object in her. The only fight she gives him is the occasional squirm away from him on his lap as he bounces her back onto him, her hips locking into place as he adjusts her. The breathing and. Chris grabbed my head and we started kissing, while I ground up on him facing him. I was guessing his drinks must've finally been kicking in, because I felt a little tension rising from his pants. I looked down at the rising bulge and back at his eyes, then bit my lip."Ya know, Bryce said we could do it this time. Like we always wanted," Chris said. I knew what he was talking about. It was mainly his fantasy, but the drinks must really be making me think weird, because I agreed to it.I soon. Gone was the proud man with immaculate features who demanded respect. Instead replaced by a man slumped in his chair, a face so red it looked as if he had been a heavy drinker for decades. His usual perfectly styled grey hair now looked like a hedge and his eyes had become wide and red like a man that had not slept in days."Sir, what is it?" Scott reluctantly asked."The motorcycle courier from earlier, what did he look like and was he seen on the CCTV cameras?" Er I'm not sure Sir, he was. Helga, the waitress who had come along and whose pussy she'd been licking, sat up and observed the goings on at her mistress' pussy. She uttered a laugh at her daughter's antics and said to Marguerite, "When you asked me to come with you, did you ever imagine that things would work out like this?" Stop licking me you two vampires!" Marguerite ordered so that she could get her breath and answer Helga."I don't suppose I did," she answered slowly after her breathing returned to normal. "Then again.