Unconsciously, she rubbed her upper arm, wincing slightly as she felt the soreness. All of her ached.A loud gasp escaped from her lips, as the masked ...igure grabbed her from behind, his hands rough, all of him hard against her. "Had a fun night?" he growled, against her ear.Her heart lurched as shame spread across her cheeks. She was grateful that the night was dark. As his grip against her got harder, she let out a whimper. The more she struggled, the harder he got."This is the only way," she. The urge to go back in was incredible and I did so as I was keen to watch them doing it. I slipped in quietly and took sat on the bench opposite them. She had her back to me and had mounted him, where he sat, gliding effortlessly up and down on his thick cock, which glisened with each insertion and part withdrawl. He looked at me and smiled as he humped, she clung around his neck with her head dropped over his shoulder, moaning like I have never heard a woman do. The pleasure she must have been. When i eventually arrived at Cathy's place i was surprised to see so many cars parked in the driveway and on the street. "Well, the more the merrier," I thought. I walked quickly up the drive to the large imposing red front door. A hard rap on the brass knocker and the door was immediately swung open by Julie, Cathy's best friend. "Come on in she said, and make yourself comfortable, the show's just about ready to start," said Julie as she ushered me into the living room, "we've got the house. I was mouthing words and Jeremy grabbed my hair. I kept yelling at him and he was jerking me back harder and harder, with both his hands entwined in my ponytail. He was bending my neck backwards with every thrust from his cock into my pussy. He was pulling nearly all the way out, then slamming back in, jerking me back to him.I looked around the room again, then asked him to turn the sound back up a little. There was a lot of moaning, unintelligible noises and that word, “Harder,” over and over.