She had to fight his sphincter, as she slowly pushed her dry finger into the opening, his hips moving forward, his balls pushing farther into her mout..., feeling like they were going to be forced down her throat. She fought her own body, her mind unable to regain control. She felt her finger slide into his asshole up to the first joint, feeling his muscle tighten. She let it rub around the muscle, her other hand continuing the gentle masturbation of his cock, her mouth sucking his balls deep. ‘Take off you clothes’ he mumbles roughly. In a dominating gesture he pulls off my white tee, exposing my white bra, pulled down off one exposed breast. Obeying him, I unclasp my bra dropping it to the floor. ‘Yeah baby, look at those beautiful breasts’ he whispers as he scans over the exposed flesh. Undoing the zipper on my jeans I wiggle out of them and stand there silent and exposed before whispering in a seductive tone ‘You like what you see Brian?’ He gently and slowly lifts his dark shirt. Keith also witnessed his dad enjoying Georgina Pankhurst’s mouth around his cock on quite a few occasions and reciprocating with some hard thrusting sex then giving the woman a lovely rub down in the shower. Georgie seemed to take a particular liking to Keith’s father and would seek him out at meal times to sit with him while they ate. During the meal she would surreptitiously play with his dick under the table and sometimes make it spurt semen all over the leg’s of the person on the other. What was required first was a caning, followed by a flogging, which ranged all over my body. Inside my thighs, on my breasts, even on the back of my legs. It was impossible to remain still, much as I wished to, and I writhed and wriggled, even after he had finished. I was lowered slightly, and pleasure returned, as his cock moved into my cunt, and he swung me back and forth onto it. My mouth was next, and I was able to suck him properly, using my tongue and cheeks to service him as I should..