He cupped one hand under my bum placing his middle finger along my wet slit and started carrying me to his room. All of granddads special friends got ... room on the second floor in the west wing of the large house/guest house the center of the house had the main stairs and lift, all wings had the emergency stairs, but this was the only wing that had a service staircase that lead from the basement to the top floor, and only staff and special friends were able to use it. As we got to the second. The warm water splashed across our bodies rejuvenating our skin and muscles. My hands wandered to her breasts, as I adjusted myself behind her. I grabbed the puffball spongy thing and squeezed soap onto it. She leaned against the shower door, as I began to wash her back. I reached around and cleaned her sides and slowly worked my way down between her legs. She spread her legs further apart and pushed her ass out to greet my hand and the pillowy sponge, as I washed her between her legs. As her. Finally I convinced myself to walk back to my car knowing he’d be looking around any minute. I got into the drivers seat. I could see the people from the game beginning to walk back to the parking lot. I turned the side mirror just enough to get a perfect shot of the truck. Then its headlights turned on. Shit. I couldn’t see anything. They were aiming right for my car. I watched as the people ahead of me walked to their cars. I kept glancing back but saw nothing. Obviously. BAM! I. From the doorway my husband looked on. He watched as Josh grabbed my hair and ploughed me, over and over again. From the way I was kneeling and my lack of resistance, it must have been clear to him that Josh was in complete control. If it wasn't, then it soon would be.I cried out, “Oh baby, fuck me harder. It feels so good.”Josh grinned. He pulled back my hair, causing me to arch my back, then he whispered in my ear, “Beg me."I dropped ny head and pleaded, “Please, please, please Josh, fuck me.