Staying as far down as possible, my ass cheeks flat against his thighs and hips, I lean my head back on his shoulder and wrap my arms behind him, latc...ing around the back of his neck. Using his neck for leverage, the deep growl from his throat adds to the urgency, telling me that he isn't happy with my stillness. My lips in a gentle smile, I start to move up and down slowly, taking the time to clench and unclench my muscles inside. Hearing him grunt and his body tense, I pump harder and faster. She woke, unsure of how long she’d been out struggling to recall what happened and even to realize where she was. Her eyes were open, but she could see nothing. Blindfolded, oh my God, she was blindfolded and her hands were tied behind her back, her ankles were tied as well. She was lying on something soft. The air was cool, but not cold. Suddenly she recognized a noise, the annoying clicking of their furnace, and knew without a doubt she was in her own basement. She was on the couch in the. I didn't see her Thursday but Friday she is leaving as I pull in and she waved as we passed each other in our cars. Her leaving and me coming in. I don't run Saturday Sunday: and its fairly empty. This is my sprint day. So I go all out sprinting then walk sprint then walk repeat. During one of my 5min walk breaks she zooms past me and yells "too slow". As she is running away she looks back and smiles. As I finish up and head toward the bench by the gate. I approach the bench that she is. Anna and Isabel were fingering each others tits; moans coming from each of them. Isabel bent to take Anna’s nipples into her mouth when she felt Steve’s finger dance across her pussy. She had not put on panties, so his fingers touched bare skin. Sparks went through her. The faster Warren fingered her, the harder she worked Anna’s nipples. Anna loved it. Warren undid the zipper on Isabel’s skirt, letting it fall to the floor. He had a clear view of her ass. His cock was hard when he thought.