. ?” Obviously very keen to impress.Kelly smiles back, nodding. “Yes ... Yes ... Go on ... You look great...”And then, very suddenly, he’s ins...de her ... His cock driving in hard and deep, making her squeal as he sets off on a rally of short, hard, thrusts. Fucking her like a machine ... Her screwing her face up and pushing through the pain barrier – through the humiliation – and into the pleasure zone as that hot, fat, meat fills her up – slipping and sliding in and out of crack.We cut away. I saw Ana whimpering, as he bastard played with her swollen cunt.As I finished the coffee, Abdel said we would continue at the master bedroom. Anita tied me and gagged me in front of our marital bed.My lovely wife lay down on her back with her legs widely spread.The Moroccan man stroked his cock until it was fully hard again. He then knelt between Ana’s thighs and placed a pillow under her butt.He smiled at me as he placed his thick cockhead between her wet pussy lips and with a quick powerful. Thrusting them in and out of my hole. With every thrust your finger goes deeper. I screamed aloud, letting my first orgasm take over me. I catched a glimpse of you, you’re looking at me with a naughty smile. ‘Enjoying the view?’ I asked. You nodded your head and smiled, then slowly positioned yourself on top of me. ‘I see lust, baby.’ You said then took over my mouth before I could even utter a word. You pressed your manhood in between me, as you continue to suck my bottom lip. Your kisses. "With that, he left them with a sniff. Buttercup stared at Tracey plaintively, her cheeks reddened with humiliation and shame, tears of frustration etched onto her cheeks.Eventually, after how many hours Tracey didn't know, there came a rest break. The conveyor belt stopped and the pieces of chicken stopped passing by. The girls sat down cross-legged on the hard concrete floor, while other women came by with polystyrene cups of insipid tea and limp slices of white bread covered with a sliver of.