She couldn’t have been more fuckable.When she gasped, “Please …,” her meaning very clear.Simon moved awkwardly closer on his knees and she wri...hed her ass until she was all but slipping off the sofa. His cock slipped into her in one steady thrust. His earlier orgasm made his second a struggle. With his hands under her ass he fucked her desperately. She squeezed her breasts cruelly with her hands, like in a porn movie. Just as he was wondering if he could make it, the first tremors began inside. Perhaps she’d gotten frustrated and taken off for a few days. Maybe she’s just as psycho as the rest of her family seems to be, Avery thought. Maybe…ugh, this sucks. He stepped outside into air that, while not exactly fresh, was a heck of a lot less musty. It was true that he didn’t owe Cypress or her family anything. It was also true that they might all be crazy and she’d just simply run off. But he felt like he should do something, at least. ***** Cypress knew instinctively that she was not. ?You pathetic mess!? The woman screamed at her, grabbing her hair, her fingernails scraping Lysa’s scalp, and pushing her through a doorway. ?You have not been permitted to make any noise!? Lysa tried to stifle her cries but her fear and confusion had taken over her mind. She was completely bewildered and lost. She cried out in pain as the shock of sting zig zagged its way around her neck again. She fell to her knees, and her blindfold was removed, leaving her to squint up in to the light of. The Italian girl had clearly lost all inhibitions too, as she began to mouth off: “Ah sì, signorina Daphne, fottimi il culo, metti il tuo gran’ cazzo nel mio culo. Signorina Lucy, ti piace la mia figa calda, sì? Allora mangiala, bella putana. Ah sì, eccola, signorine, SÌÌÌ!”Well, perhaps I made some of that up – but it was along those general lines, and even if you don’t know any Italian, you get the idea, I’m sure… At any rate, I felt the young girl’s cunt spasm against my fingers, tasted her.