She woke later, she didn't know when or what was going on butthough her groggy state realized that Sara was sitting on her facepleasuring herself agai....Jamie for the first time felt a stirring in her groin that she so wishedshe could massage but there was nothing she could reach it with andnothing she could rub up against to satisfy her need. As Sara wasworking her face Jamie was humping the air behind Sara's back.Frustration built within her to the point she began to cry. Sara was socaught up. When I tilted my head downwards under me, I could see her eyes were still closed but she was biting her lower lip. As the mutual thrusting became continuous faster and harder, her little miniature-bikini-model body began to convulse her eyes opened and almost popped out of their sockets as she let out one long and loud moanscream, then closed again as her body when back to limp putty. I picked her up, and stood up, my cock still well deep inside her, her tiny legs around my waist, one hand. My body felt sensational, as I couldn’t stop moaning. “Oh god yes, fuck me, oh fuck me,” I couldn’t help myself, I was feeling the lust. “You’re my bitch now,” he groaned. I leaned forwards and down with crossed elbows. “FUCK ME, FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH, OH GOD FUCK ME!” I shouted out, as I wiggled my legs apart more. My eyes were rolling around in my skull as I felt ecstatic, then I felt myself let go and I cumming hard.He kept fucking me after I’d cum, he grabbed me by my hair. “You're. It was something I'd always been too shy to admit I needed and something he'd never been offered. I don't know, maybe it takes one to recognise the other.He'd used his tie that night. My panties. Anything to restrain me, to display me. He'd asked a thousand questions and I'd answered him, the flush of embarrassment quickly giving way to the heat his words brought to my cheeks, the heat his palm brought to my flesh as he tested limits.But last night was different. More. When he unbuckled his.