Nothing fast or slow, but a steady rhythm of pleasure for us both. “That feels so good,” she moaned, again clutching at the bed sheets with her fi...gers. “That feels so fucking good!” Sarah continued to moan and groan, and directed me to go faster, then slower, then faster again. After several minutes, I held onto her hips and just remained still, letting Sarah do all the work, moving her pussy back against my hard shaft, forcefully, and with greater speed. She turned her head and looked back. He looked down at his body, scared senseless by the plethora of red marks running everywhere. Thin streams of blood ran where Kat had broken the skin either accidentally or on purpose. He could feel whole pools of blood on his ass where she had all but devastated his skin. He knew then that all of his beliefs that were he ever captured on a field of battle he could survive interrogation were a total joke. It felt like he was rushing towards a wall somewhere on the edge of his perception. . “I... I’m not sure,” I stammered.“Then we’d better have a look,” he replied with a grin. “John, would you undress Alice for me?”I looked across at Pete who was staring back in bewilderment.“Give me the camera John,” Eve said in her extraordinarily lustful voice.“You want me to...”“You have to strip your wife so my husband can fuck her pussy,” she said slowly and clearly, emphasising the last here words.Stunned and without a word, Pete handed over his new camera then padded nervously across the. "You're pretty quick," he said, lifting the can to his mouth."So'd you come over here just for a free beer, or what?" she said, then took a swig of her beer. Watching his face as she swallowed."I was hopin' for more than what this seems like." What's that?" Well, to me... umm, seems like I'm fillin' out a questionnaire." No doubt you are," she said smiling, her shoulders were pulled back to accentuate her small breasts and her nipples could be discerned through the light gray material. Abby was.