My guess was he was getting off more on filming the action than actually participating in it. Switching positions I gathered myself behind Deana’s ...waying ass. I had wanted to fuck her tight little asshole since the moment I heard she wanted to try anal sex. Now seemed like the perfect opportunity as Mark was busy with other things and Holly had mentioned to Anna that she herself was too scared to try it. First I lowered my head to her warm bottom, kissing and licking her tanned ass-cheeks. I. Her limits were already being tested and a million thoughts were swimming in her head. Guilt about being here; in a hotel room no less, and with a man that wasn’t her husband; when she bold-faced lied to her husband telling him she was “going to have lunch with a girlfriend”. Her husband hollering from the other room, as she was about to close the front door behind her, “have a good time” just as she’s slinking out, like a dog with its tail between its legs because it didn’t want to get caught. Your gaze settles onto a pile of letters. Bills and junk mail you think to yourself, oh great!Your day has been long and without thanks and coming home to an unlocked door has pushed you to a new level of anger. Slowly you trudge up the stairs and enter the bathroom. Reaching into the bath area you pull back the shower curtain and turn on the taps. Allowing the water to fall from the shower head, maybe a shower will cleanse away some of the tension, you think to yourself. You hear the water. No, this wasn’t happening!“Steve, you in her cunt, wait for it. Just take your spot-you hard? Okay then. When I say go, unzip, pants around ANKLES, okay? There’s a camera right below you-don’t be nervous, we just want a good shot of you slamming into her, you good with that?” This man moved to stand between my legs, the crotch of his jeans just brushing my smooth pussy. He nodded, smiling.“Free for all on the tits-who wants to mount up and fuck her tits? Need someone tall with strong.