Not at all, he told her, holding her firmly as she rocked on his lap, pleasuring them both. She rose, gracefully untangling herself from his embrace. ...he slowly pulled her long skirt up, revealing a silky purple thong. Hooking her thumbs in the ribbons, she drew it down along her white thighs. His breath hitched. I’m clean, he ground out huskily, please tell me you are too. She smiled, enjoying her view of him spread before her, with his eyes needy as he gazed at her. Yes, and prepared too,. Your job is to warm up this little lass for me so that she not so terrified and is a bit more relaxed when I fuck her."Without thinking she reacted again, and badly, saying, "What the hell do you mean? Warm up? Why are all these people here? Do you need an audience to fuck a kid like her, or are you some kind of pervert?"The reply was a frank as it was brutal, "Fatima, one nod from me and you go out of here to be strangled. If you go or not, I don't care. Now will you cooperate?"This put a. I focused my attention on what lay between his legs, his beautiful dick. Working my hips in rhythm with my hand. I was getting close to my orgasm, when I noticed his hand moved and grabbed his cock.I looked at him, he was smiling at me as he fondled his hardening dick. “Don’t stop on my account, baby!” he said. I had no intention of stopping. I never said a word, I just kept masturbating. My orgasm was close as I watched him play with himself until his dick was fully erect.I love watching Kev. ‘Tell me, what you feel right now,’ I asked. ‘You are the best lover ever, Ryan,’ she cried out, lifting her hips and pulling with her heels. I plunged in again, making her squeal as my balls slapped against her naked ass, and then slowly withdrew as she groaned in frustration. ‘Tell me, how I am compared to Peter, Mrs. G.’ I groaned, as I slammed my thick pole back into her. She grunted enthusiastic as I pressed hard against her. ‘You are so much bigger than Peter. So much better than he ever.