." "I had to stretch her out first." I said. We both laughed. A few minutes later, the sound of the running water ceased. I heard Jessica rummaging ar...und in the bedroom. Eventually, she came back to the living room. She was wearing extremely short, blue, tight cotton shorts, and a white t-shirt. Her shorts were taut enough to clearly see that she wasn't wearing any panties, and I could see her nipples poking through her shirt, so I knew she wasn't wearing a bra either. My penis instantly. "You're a bit spoiled for choice, there." Um," Jasmine looked around helplessly. None of the usual varieties seemed evident, and everything else had fairly vague names - Island Rest, Heartspring Healing, Outlook Morning - that didn't indicate very much. "Black, I guess? What do you recommend?" I know just the thing," Rhea laughed again, a warm throaty chuckle. She reached down behind the counter and pulled out a half-empty glass jar of black tea leaves. "It's our most popular blend - Grey. Looking up at him, I pulled his cock head, which was banging the back of my throat, out of my mouth and lewdly rubbed it all over my face.“Fuck me Frank, ram your fucking cock up me and fuck my brains out.”Frank pulled me up and we staggered into the kitchen slobbering over each other’s faces. I lay back on the kitchen table with my dress pulled right up. Frank pulled my knickers off and I spread my legs as wide as possible.“Fuck it Frank, fuck my dirty married minge, make the fucker talk.” My. I latched her left wrist quickly, which caused her to turn and look back at me, squirming to get away, but unable to voice her protest. She was enjoying having control, and had not anticipated me taking over in her moment of weakness. She did not fight hard though and with little effort her second wrist was locked behind her back with the first. I climbed into position, letting the tip of my cock find her entrance as I mounted her from behind holding the cuffs firmly in my hand. She buried her.