She stood with her hands on her hips as she looked at George in his pathetic position at her feet. His cock was hard, jutting towards her from between...his clenched, muscular thighs, dripping sticky clear pre-cum from its tip onto the mattress. “I’m sorry it has to be this way baby,” Gemma purred, “But I did warn you. And I know you have tried. But it’s not enough. Not yet. You must learn to be firmer, rougher. You must learn to treat me the way I like, and please me...” The ring tone of. On the way in the car she hiked up her dress and pulled down her panties and played with her self. What a sight watching her hand moving up and down, she brought her vibrator and butt plug. In the parking lot she opened the door and had me lick her pussy before going in.inside the store the women behind the counter winked again at me when I got a handful of tokens for the movies, it was sort of crowed with men cruising the isles, when inside the arcade we ducked intothe first booth, closing. " Chelsea closed her eyes and reveled in the afterglow of her orgasm for awhile before Master interjected. "We'd better be going, slut. We still have to get home," he said. He gathered up the blanket and walked her up to the car, seating her in her place then putting the blanket in the trunk before getting in himself. They finished the ride home with Chelsea staring dreamily out the car window with a smile on her face. She was so happy to be with her Master that there was no need for words.. His cock twitched and swelled at her words and almost instantly he started to move in and out, fucking her with his full length.“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck,” she groaned, hitting a higher pitch with each syllable. Sara wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head in close. She bit softly on his earlobe to stifle her words while he moaned low and sweetly.Her pussy was wetter than she could ever remember it being with Ben. She didn’t know if it was from the water or from the thrill of being.