Using his body's strong upper strength, he literally picks the woman up. He hastily unzips her skirt, rips open her blouse, and discards the garments ...long with her bra with little care. He then bends her over the arm of the couch, taking his cock moist with her saliva and thrusting roughly into her soaking wet pussy. She begins pushing back against him as he is thrusting deeply into her. Moaning loudly they are both very close to cumming. He rams her with the strength of a bull, slamming hard. My pussy was still burning with desire. He said ‘don’t worry nothing is going to happen. I know how you might have felt with a stranger’s hand on your buttocks’. I asked him to keep quiet. He sincerely obeyed my order and locked his lips. But soon I found his right hand on my right thy searching for my pussy. I closed my eyes. He reached to my pussy and started rubbing it from front. He tried opening my kameez and held his hand signaled him not to do so. For which he smiled and took my hand and. Ben was nowhere in sight. My pussy tingled, demanding attention as I looked about through the steamed up windows and saw no sign of the object of my lust. “For fuck’s sake!” I muttered.The pneumatics on the tailgate hissed and I jerked in surprise. A squeal escaped my lips as much from surprise as from my fingernail dragging across my G-spot and my pussy happily gripping my finger. I felt the suspension shift as Ben sat down and pulled off his muddy boots; “Sorry about that, took a little. Jason could see she was very nervous, in spite of trying to hide it. Every move was a little too forced, her facial expression a bit ... plastic.“She’s twenty-three and has been trained more as a domestic.”“What a waste,” Jason said without thinking. “Uh, I mean, I’m sure you’re very good at your job, just...”He heard the snickering from the four gifts seated on the couch together but it didn’t register.“I hear you like butts, Master,” Samantha said, approaching him. “May I sit in your.