Lyndsey was quick to interrupt. "Actually it's my turn next and I want you to fuck this so hard you'll have no choice but to shoot right inside me" sh... said, spreading herself in the same manner so that I could also see inside her and how how wet she was. She added "It seems to me like you're holding back because I know you want to keep fucking both of us, and Emma should be grateful that I'm not keeping you to myself, so it's only right that you finish in me the next time you fuck me...". I let my teeth roll down his shaft, my tongue flicking lightly under his shaft. I give special attention right under his head, where he seems to groan out for it. His hips start to rock forward, allowing him to go deeper. “That’s it, Grace, take me.” He croons to me lightly, so soft spoken. His throbbing erection pushes deeper into my throat, I hear his moaned request and suck harder. There is slight noise outside the door, but it doesn't slow me down. I’m not worried about it. I can’t be. Looking up at him she spat out, ‘It’s not the same anyway. I’ve never gone topless on the beach.’ Then turning on her heel she walked out of the kitchen, her impossibly high heels tapping along, her black stretched jersey legging covered long legs capturing Mitch’s attention as he watched her leave. Biting his lip to stop from laughing out loud he shouted out after her retreating back, ‘That’s a fiver deducted and you haven’t even finished your first morning yet. At this rate you’re going to. Heart pounding in her ears, Hermione felt his dick hardening against her back. The hand around her mouth slipped back around her throat. That excites you, doesnt it, muggle whore? he demanded. I smell your arousal. The hand that had been holding her against him moved lower, slipping under her skirt, his sharp nails ripping away her panties easily. Feel how wet you are, he said, his fingertips slowly playing with her clit. His cock jumped against her back. His voice was deepening. Please, let.