After another couple of swigs of coffee and a biscuit dunking I brought myself around to reply to her question – like she was sat there, on the sett...e opposite , looking slim, sensually rounded in the right places, her eyes deep and very suggestive – urging me to give her the answer I guessed she wanted… ‘I do find you attractive, Jo – you are easy on the eye no doubt about that.’ ‘Just easy on the eye. Oh! I see, Pete – so you wouldn’t want me?’ I guess my silence was embarrassing, for she. As my fingers work faster and harder and deeper, she bucks her hips and grabs at my hair. With my tongue, I touch her in a way that makes her beg for more. My cock begins to swell again; her obvious enjoyment was turning me on. As I lap my tongue over her sweet cleft, I marvel at how tight and wet she is. Suddenly she cries out, ‘Fuck me now! I want you inside me!’I thrust my cock deep inside her, harder and harder. After only a few thrusts, I feel her convulse and her muscles clench. She moaned softly, and then began to rock back and forth against me, as i began to gently fuck her, and with her fiancé trapped beneath, they both began to moan as their naked soft bodies rubbed up against each other.I happily gripped Poppy's slim little waist as i began thrusting into her, and soon their moans got louder as their movements increased."Oh god! Oh god! Yes! Yes!" Fuck my pussy! Fuck my Pussy!" moaned Poppy lifting her head up for a moment."Fuck it good! fuck it good!" she then. Conner returned with some rope. He squeezed my right breast and played with it, making it sway and jiggle in his hand. "Nice and free. Firm and luscious. I'm going to make them even more, firm, Alison. I'm going to bind them with this rope until they are bulging." He wrapped the rope under my arms and around my breasts. It was like a bra without the cups. He pulled the rope tight. I felt the pressure in my breasts building. "Stand up, Alison." I straightened up. My breasts stuck out like.