"That's it, fuck me. Fuck me hard, you stud," she grunted. "I want to be a total whore for you."With each thrust and the filthy words uttering from he..., I pushed my cock into her as far as it would go. Her cunt muscles clamped around my dick again, my hands were squeezing her hips. "Yes!" she cried. "Fuck the shit out of me, Paul!" Oh, I will, you filthy slut," I grunted back, not letting up.I thrust my hips into Kerry's and ground against her, continuing to pound her pussy. I loved how rough. "Not a half bad one, either," she reluctantly admitted. "But you walked out on them, Sam, not the other way around. It's going to be up to Frank, whether or not he forgives you for that... and you'd better make him want to, Sam, because the thing is, he needs you. Both of them do... but right now, especially Frank."Sam sat back on the couch and studied Jessica for a long moment before he asked the question he should have been asking all along. "How is he, Jessica... I mean, when I'm not around. Just either boredom or attention. I found out that Callum was a great actor from working with him in this scene, particularly when he added the twist that 'Ethel, ' the character's wife, had been dead for a few years and I was on this train purely due to my dementia. His reactions to me and to May were incredibly real, and he really carried the two of us through the scene."Good." called Mr. Salvador after our scene had, apparently, passed its climax. "You may sit down."After we seated, Mr.. They fucked her all over the suite sometimes lifting her by her arms and spreading her legs wide off the ground while one fucked her beautifully shaped pussy. Some second-time-around enjoyed coming on her pretty face or inside her again and they also seemed to enjoy bending her over the settee slapping her now small, red bum - after about 1 and a half hours she was left covered from head to her stockings thighs in big clumps of sperm as she eventually asked them to stop as she had been fucked.