I needed something to get me over my bad mood, and decided that this maybe just the way to brighten up my day. I moved my ass a bit over his hurdles a...d from my actions he understood exactly what I wanted and had my approval to proceed. While moving my ass into him, I felt his cock getting harder and bigger by the second. I too became aroused through the excitement of being in a public place and engaging in sexual activities with a total stranger. My cunt was getting wetter and wetter. I moved. ‘Fuck, I own your cunt, Liz, fuck. You make me so fucking hard!’ I snarled. Involuntarily I increased my pace, my body reacting to its own demands, despite my desire to make this moment last. Driven by her willingness and desire, I thrust harder, more forcefully than usual, fucking her deep. She yelped and squealed, I grunted and groaned. My fingers dug deeper into her ass flesh as my muscles contracted in delight. She was moaning louder now, her sounds prickling my libido, deepening my desire. The candle light making her skin look like a supermodels and create amazing shadows around her breasts. She backs up and sits down and curls her legs up on the bed, and looks at me for a moment before saying, "so what position do you want me?" My mind went to sooo many places in that moment but my stupid mouth said, "whatever you want..." She started to move around until she got comfortable and stopped in a pose for a moment, quietly gazing over at me working. I got halfway into sketching that. “What happened?” He stepped closer, not seeing Michael in his panic. “Who did this to you?” He asked, touching her face gently, a pained expression crossing his face as he saw the welts on her cheeks from Michael’s repeated abuse.“Doesn’t she look beautiful like that?” Michael said, his sickeningly calm voice breaking the silence in the room. He remained seated, staring at Dylan intently as he panicked over the state of his wife. “She’s an amazing lover.” Michael added. “Especially vocal.”“Who.
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