She knew I was watching.This shameless hussy was as bad as me! Worse, maybe, for behaving so wantonly, knowing she was being spied on, teasing me, int...ntionally showing me her secrets.It was a thrilling thought. She was masturbating for me!My own slick fingers glided smoothly up and down my hidden valley, delighting the intricate, buzzing receptors in my sensitive folds, encouraging me to delve deeper.I imagined it was her delicate pink flesh I was stroking, her shy little rosebud I was. Or if I wear a skirt feeling the air blow across my ass feels sooo good,” she elongated the last two words in a way I am not sure I have ever heard before in my life. We both turned our attention back to the couple on the ground. They had moved the figure that was kneeling was now standing up right leaned over hands on the ground. The other figure was pounding into his partner from behind. Tiff moaned and I glanced and saw motion between her legs.I croaked again, “Tiff what are you doing. That. When I finished, Jack sat up making room for me to move toward Bill.I knelt beside him and started slowly licking on his huge cock as I stroked it with both hands, I knew there was no way I'd get the whole thing in my mouth so I just worked on his fat mushroom shaped head. I felt it as it throbbed in my mouth and the first bit of precum started to flow. It had a salty sweet taste and I liked it. Seconds later Bill moaned as his arched his back upward pushing several inches deeper in my mouth as. His hands push my face into the wall, before grasping my arms behind me. In a swift moment they’re tied together with my scarf. I struggle underneath him but he holds me in place. “I’ll take that ass. I want you to be sore for days.” he growls into the back of my neck before kissing down the arch of my back and I surrender underneath him. I tremble underneath him as he physically dominates me. “I really do like your scarf, Anne,” he whispers as his fingers trail along my slit and gather my.