Jamal knew he had her hooked on his BBC and took his time. He would take her to our bedroom and fuck her for hours and then take a break and fuck her...for hours again. He would fuck her brutally hard at times and then slow and softly making sweet love to her. Either way she would have screaming orgasms. But I did notice a tendency for her to like it more when she was treated like a whore who do anything for his BBC. When Jamal would tease her and make her beg for his BBC she would cum. Yet. That chilling after-thought made her heart go cold. Someone had to have put her into those manacles yet she had no idea who. The last thing she remembered was being down at the cove beach and wandering along the rocks looking for small pools with bright shells. The time had flown as she had been traversing the rock pools and before she had realised the sun had begun its descent and was drifting slowly towards the horizon. Christie remembered standing to shade her eyes and look out at the. There wasn’t a single stir. Emboldened by my success, I gently caressed up and down the length of her perfectly shaved beige legs. Her breathing grew heavier as my motions became more deliberate. It grew heavier still as my fingers found their way to their first resistance, her seductive shorts, and slipped under them. By what right was I enjoying the tantalizing curvature of her ass? By what right was I boldly and intently squeezing and caressing each ample globe? Those questions and. Could it be Lisa Felton? The thought of her sexy body under me made me want to just ram home and pound her unconscious. Okay, I have a dark side which comes out every once in a while. Even if it were Lisa, I would never hurt her. It was driving me crazy not knowing who this was."She's ready," Beth told me.Over the next several minutes, I worked to get myself fully embedded into her depths. I wiggled and rotated my hips to help loosen her up. Once she was ready, I started my long then short.