He fucks my face for 2 minutes and releases me from his grip. I stand up and wipe the spit and liquid off my mouth. He turns me around and bends me ov...r the counter, forcing me with his hand, pinning my wrists against the cold, granite counter top. I squeal and he covers my mouth with his hand and returns it to my wrist. He guides his dick into my entrance and kneels over me Are you ready? He asks I nod and he thrusts his pelvis into me pushing his full eight inches into my wet pussy. I moan. ‘You can’t wear that with that bra.’ I told her. ‘But you said I should always wear one.’ She answered. I guess I had told her that, I really didn’t like the idea of other men looking at her nipples much. ‘I meant when you have on a blouse or T-shirt, this is an evening gown, you can’t wear it with the bra sticking out like that.’ ‘Oh. OK.’ She got the funny little smirk on her face again, then giggled. She took off the bra, folded it carefully, went and put it away in the drawer and came back. “Damn sir, I’m fucking cumming sir” she cried out as her body started to shake again and this was what pushed me over the edge as I quickened the pounding feeling my nuts tighten and as I felt my cock starting to pulsate I couldn’t hold it back.“OH YESSS!.. FUCK YESSSSSS!” I cried out as I pushed in as deep as I could pushing my spurting cock deep into her arse and I think she felt the warmth of my creamy jizz deep inside her, “OMG Sir, that’s just fucking fantastic sir” she sighed looking back. 'That sounds like a viable option,' he says through a groan and bends down. His lips on mine. Again. Slow. Deep. Soft. Gentle. 'Let's go,' he speaks as he breaks contact. We quickly walk toward his car. He opens the passenger door for me but I can't wait anymore. I throw my purse in and grab his shoulders, pulling him to me. I kiss his mouth hard. Hungrily. Gluttonously. He responds equally. He picks me up and pins me against his car. His right hand squeezing my left breast. His mouth still on.