Holding her face I began to kiss down her neck eventually releasing one side and sliding my teeth around that spot that always made her weak in her kn...es. She moaned and I bit firmly but not forcefully down on her.Her hands came up my back lifting my shirt so that she could run them over my shoulders. I remember well the feeling of her nails sliding down my skin. I had scratch marks running down my back for a week afterwards.I'm not sure how her shirt and bra came off but I remember suckling. His fingers eased around to her back quickly unclipping her bra and pushing the straps down her shoulders all the while kissing her mouth. He slowly lowered his kisses to her neck leaving soft pink marks on her supple skin before trailing off on one shoulder before retiring to do the same to the other side. Her breathing was fast and heaving and her fingers fumbled with the buttons that held his prominent bulge. She pulled down the zipper quickly and make quick work of the BONDS red underwear. "Hey mister ... quit checking out my ass" she gleefully scolded me."Busted" I admitted with a laugh.We chatted all the way back to my place, with sly glances at her firm tits hidden under the thin close-fitting t-shirt type top.She caught me a few times ... and just smiled and shook her finger at me.I just winked back at her, not knowing what else to do.We drove into my driveway about 30 minutes later."Do you want to come in for a cold drink, or a coffee?" I asked."Yes that would be nice ... I. “Not bad for starters” I say. Bill asks you to give us another sex show while we rest our dicks. You warn us our dicks better not be out of action too long as you want a good fucking. We don’t really need to rest our dicks we just want to watch you masturbating again. You certainly know how to please yourself with a vibrator. You grab your vibrator and give us another show. Bill and I tell you what a filthy slut you are. You get on your knees and fuck yourself from behind. As you fuck yourself.