I watch you and I start getting aroused. After the dance you come back to me. I can see your engorged nipples and your face and chest are flushed. I t...ll you what a flirt you are. Instead of answering me you lean into me and rub your mound on my leg. I can feel your excitement. The next dance is a Rumba. Your hips sway, your dress swishes tantalizingly up and your breasts move seductively. We can see Peter at the bar watching. When we get back to our table, Peter comes over and asks you for a. I started to pump my hard dick inand out of her, but the looseness of hercunt didn't really have that much of an effect on me. Sure I was turned on,super tuned on in fact, but as I found it a strain to really get my juicesflowing. She, other hand, seemed to be loving every minute of it. Iwhispered in her ear."Have you ever taken it in your ass?"She looked straight at me and sharply replied."Never. Not by my husband, and certainly not by you."I apologised at once and went back to grinding away. She began to tighten, every muscle pulling. Then a powerful shudder ran through her. Deborah grunted once, and then started gasping and hissing as if she had sprung a leak. Her body was in motion. She shook and shivered, as I kept going. The soft hands on my head, now pushed my face against her. She begged for me to keep going. I was more than happy to. All too soon it passed, and she heaved up suddenly. Her lips met mine, as she drove me over onto my back. Nearly ripping my shirt off, she. He has a thing for my tits even though they are small. He frequently abuses them, making sure they are always sore. when we got home, I was ordered to take my skirt off and he saw that I had panties on. He was so angry but I wasn't thinking and I wasn't ordered to not wear panties. He made me stripped and crawl to the shower stall and he tied my hands to the handle bar on the wall and wrapped a belt around my neck and tied that to the bar, too. Then he gagged me and put my dreaded hood.