The muscles of my pussy gripped him hard as we fucked, with Chuckthrusting his hips up on each of my down strokes. I came over and overbut he held out... staying strong and orgasm-free until we reached hisapartment. He was hard as a rock! Not even waiting for Chuck to get his change I grabbed onto his cock andled him into his apartment on the run; I wanted him back in my pussy! Wedidn't even get the front door closed; I turned and dropped onto my backright there in the floor, tugging my dress up. I went to the bathroom and grabbed the panties he wore here, the really small white boyshorts that he had stolen from his 13 year old sister. I returned to my place behind the boy and opened the lube bottle. I took the head of the bottle and roughly stuck it into the boy's asshole, squeezing a fair amount of it into his ass. I pulled the bottle out and smacked the boy as hard as I could on his ass, then pulled the cheeks apart again and watched as the pain of the smack caused his little abused. Cap guy has one hand on either hip for extra leverage. Out and back, SLAP. Out and back, SLAP. Out and back, SLAP. My arse has become accustomed to his cock so the pain has subsided. Nike guy is still holding my hair, but he is not fucking my face just holding my head. I suppose Cap guy is doing the work for him. Click, flash. Click, flash. Each time he pushes inside me I jerk forward taking in more of Nike guy’s cock. ?Look into the camera whore? Nike guy snarls at me. I move my head slightly. “Well cheap flights start at $350, but I do not think you would like the cattle planes? Do you Helena?” asked Janet.“No not really.” she replied“Well you can charter a private jet from Coolangatta to Port Vila for around $20,000 or $40,000 return. That would take around 4 to 9 people.” Janet answered.“Now that sound like my style. I have to go to Vanuatu with Ben for some legal paperwork in connection with my inheritance. I’ll like to take Bill to drive us around if he has an international.