The place was deserted. I was at the mercy of that unknown bastard…His rough fingers started probing my pussy lips. They got wet in just seconds and...he noticed it.“Hmmm bitch, I did not even touch you and you are so wet and dripping…”He yanked my hair again, asking me if I was going to be a good girl…I nodded, thinking that was what I needed to do. His fingers were still probing my tight cunt. He was caressing my clit now. Then I felt myself moistening too much. His playing with my clit was. He was getting the signal down and when I would gently slap his ass, he would let me catch my breath.It got to where I would grab a few breathes and on the third breath, he would ram his cock down and start fucking my throat. We continued with this for probably a good ten minutes and then Jim said he was starting to feel like he was going to cum. I pulled his cock out and told him that if he wanted to, he could fill my throat, but just before he cums, I needed to get some air so I could hold. He adjusted his stance slightly by bending his knees. Since she was already bent over and her sex slightly agape, all he had to do was guide it to the opening.“Ahhhh, Thank God you’re back darling! I’ve waited so long for you!” Herb said as he slid into her moist package.“Ohh, what the --- Uhhh--.” Lilian couldn’t say anything else as she felt an engorged penis penetrate her to its root. Hands held her hips as she accommodated the intruder. It was rape but it wasn’t. Whoever was pumping into. Ich spürte die warme Haut seiner etwas rauhn Handinnenflächen auf meinen bereits versteiften Nippeln, die noch etwas wund waren (Claudia weiß wovon ich spreche, die gesamte Woche war heftig).Seine Berührungen gingen mir dennoch durch und durch. Dabei verrieb er den Speichel auf meinen Titten – er verdampfte auf meiner heißen Haut, der Geruch von vertrocknendem Speichel ist etwas animalisches, mich macht er wahnsinnig geil.Seine Nägel kratzten über meine steifen Zitzen, schmerzhaft, richtig.