Then Brad felt her pussy contract again, more violently this time. He just kept pumping, straight through what he would later learn was her orgasm. He...had wanted to make this session last, but the sensation made him want to shoot his juice into her baby growth chamber. He sped up the pace of his thrusting. In the midst of the crazy movements his ring finger slipped into Amber's butt hole. He felt his own finger against the bottom of his cock, and the feeling made him squirt instantly. He pushed. Not like this. I wanna come inside you," he smirked as he reached down to her shorts. He tugged them down and left her soaking panties on. Her shirt went next, then the bra. He did it methodically, but not the panties. He slid a finger over her, just barely skimming her, but she felt her whole body clench in response."Yeah, you want this. You've been waiting for it all night." He'd moved his hand to her inner thigh, just brushing over her pussy occasionally, teasing."Please." She was so wet.. Oh, shit! She quickly checked her email. Greg had replied. ‘There’s no one here this weekend either, if you want to stop by today or tomorrow.’ He wasn’t even pretending it was about talking now, was he? Not that Julie would have believed him if he had continued that ruse. But maybe it would have been easier if she could have told herself that’s why she was going to see him. Even if she knew that wasn’t the reason. Like a drunk going into a bar ostensibly to buy a pack of cigarettes. Sitting. His cock on the other hand was almost always hard and stood about eight inches, with a girth that would please even the most picky woman. ‘Are you in the corner yet slut?’ he snarled. I jumped and felt my face heat up. He smirked slightly at my embarrassment. ‘You disobeyed me, and for what? A quick peep show? You really are just a filthy whore aren’t you?’ he muttered. His husky voice filled my ears and I remembered to look down at his feet. ‘Yes sir,’ I whispered. Excitement filled me..