He doesn't penetrate me, he just rubs the lube around the rim. It's cold, and it feels good. His fingers tracing my butthole feel so fucking good. I d...n't want him to stop rubbing my hole. Grabbing my legs, he pushes them up against his shoulders. He leans forward and we're facing each other. He's staring at me intensely the whole time telling me “Don't be scared, its okay." He begins to press his cock against my hole. I feel the pressure, but I'm not sure he's going to succeed in penetrating.. My ears pricked up at this. "Why?" You saw what they were like that day," he said. "They obviously care foreach other. I believe that I can offer time with Belle as an incentivefor him performing better in the hunt again. I want you to get herlooking beautiful for tonight. I want him to see what he'll be missingout on if he doesn't play ball."Melody grinned at me like the cat that got the cream. "Oh Belle, this isgoing to be amazing. I've been saving a dress for an occasion just likethis!" She. I've thought time and time again for the last fewdays about downing a load of tranquilizers with some booze and endingit, but every time I went in the bathroom I saw your face in themirror and I could never kill you." Horror, and relief, washed over Richard's face. He rushedforward and pulled the unresisting body of his wife to him. Therewas no response. She just acquiesced to him, standing there silentlyin his strong grasp.--- Weeks and months passed and things slowly improved betweenthe. Mrs Smith was more into deep throating compared to being gentle like Miss Handsworth. Sandy still sat on the desk now pulling at her nipples and biting her lip to stop her from moaning loudly. The feeling from both Smith and Handsworth was unbelievable. He was close to cumming when both women stopped and retreated to the desk. ‘Come Mr Greaves.’ instructed Handsworth. Spreading her legs wide exposing her shaven pussy. Matt let a smile creep onto his face. ‘Just how I like them’ he thought to.