I noticed him flinching for a second but then I just saw pure lust in his eyes. I slowly massaged his cock over his pants and felt him harden under my...touch. It was too much for him and me. We had to leave. We told the others we're exhausted and we'd leave and then we took a taxi to my house. On the way he continued to explore my body. Finally reaching the wetness between my legs. I had to moan which earned us a look from the driver, but we didn't really care at this point. And the driver. Mike manages to hold onto her waist with one hand as he uses the other to pull Stacy's bra straps down off her shoulders, loosening them enough that the bra falls by itself, uncovering her breasts. She starts to moan and sob, helpless as Mike kisses her shoulder and begins fondling her breasts with one hand and slapping her thigh with the other as he bounces up and down in the chair, the force making Stacy unwillfully ride up and down on his hardened cock. "Sshhhh," Mike says over her sobbing. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm cumming Randy, I'm cummmmmmmmmming!”She squeezed my head like it was a watermelon, but it was all worth it when her juice started to pour down her lips. I had to pull her legs apart just so I could lick it up, and with her shaking around I was missing most of it so I closed my lips around her pussy and sucked up what I could. By now I was hard as a rock and rubbing against my shorts, so I shed them and positioned my cock at her opening. She opened her eyes just as I. She just lays there and waits, since there is nothing else she can do: Every evening he put the isolation hood on her and makes sure she is deaf and blind. Because her arms are cuffed on her back and her feet are hobbled, there is never a chance to escape from her box in the stables. At first this had freaked her out and she had trashed and wailed, cried and struggled and completely lost her mind due to claustrophobia. It had taken weeks until she had finally gotten used to spending her nights.