After a few slow thrusts he started to thrust her so fast and aggressive. Like he would like to beat the wall. He was holding her arms and beating her...pussy like he wouldn't fuck for years.Both of my parents were shouting and moaning, a few glasses and plates falled down from the table but they didn't care. They were in another dimension. Mom was scratching dads back and biting his neck ad mumbling for more and more.¨Harder! Harder! Your big cock fills my pussy so nice. God, you are killing me,. He saw a tell-tale the young man left and replaced it when he left to return to his chair."He looked at us and said, "Of course, you know who I'm talking about. Don't you?"Britt said, "Uncle Mitch, we meant no harm. At the time, we had no place. That is a very special place to us. Chad has said that we will try to buy it one day."Mitch said, "It will never be for sale."Dora said, "Quit torturing them, Mitch. I must admit I've never seen quite those shades of red but they are starting to repeat. “Now my knickers.”I love the look of her large and very firm arse as she takes hold of my erection and leads me to a stool in front of a large wall length mirror.“Some foreplay before I get serious with that gorgeous cock,” she smiles as she sits on the stool. I can see her large and very firm arse in the mirror and can’t keep my eyes off it.I notice that the other women are now standing close by, their faces flushed with excitement at what they are going to watch. Sue runs her nails up and. You may stop the session and leave at any time if you are not comfortable with our arrangement, there are no locks between you and the building exit.Changes to rules can be negotiated before the next session.The preferred method of communication is via e-mail.Wow! that wasn't at all what I had imagined. I really don't know, just what I imagined. I knew that BDSM existed and this didn't seem to fit that mold. Actually it sounded more like a day at the spa except for the peeing part. I could take.