Mara cried out but Hilary didn’t care. Her hips worked a locomotion as she began to piston Mara, her cock emerging for just a second before slamming...back inside. It bottomed out with each mighty thrust. The table was moving as she continued, it too was yielding to her powerful strokes. Hilary walked with it across the room, relentlessly pummeling the pussy before her. The table hit the wall, but it did not matter. Hilary’s gears were too wound up. Her thrusting was aggressive and raw. Each one. She was curvy as hell. Gorgeous legs that went on forever. Her pouty lips rivaled those of Angelina Jolie and Scarlett Johansson. Just the epitome of perfection. Christine had just one flaw … she was a bitch. Time and time again, he forgave her, because she was a damn good fuck. And right now, her legs were spread wide, almost in invitation, and her pussy glistened in the soft moonlight streaming through the window. Yes, she was a bitch, but oh, how could one resist? They’d been fucking for a. "I obliged and bent over the bed, pulling down my skirt so it covered my bare ass."Don't you dare! Do you want another spanking?" No, sir," I said, secretly smiling.I reached back and flipped my skirt up in the back and gave my round ass a little wiggle."You know what that does to me, naughty girl," he said.I felt his finger tracing my crack and then inserted into my ass. I flinched a little at the sensation. It was a very different feeling than being fingered in my pussy. He pulled his finger. I took his t-shirt off first to reveal his large torso, he had one tattoo on his chest, his whole body had a good tan, his chest and belly were covered in ginger hair that turned me on. I undid his boots and took them off, then his sock, I asked him to lye back then I undid his shorts and pulled them off. John had a tight pair of Y-fronts on, I rubbed his cock through them then pulled them off to reveal his large cock and balls, his ginger pubes were more prominent set against his white skin.