Jessica looked into his eyes which had a determined look about them as she felt his cock stretching her pussy.Jessica locked her hands around the back...of his neck as she held onto Ben as he increased the speed of his strokes into her. Ben lifted himself up a few inches and put his arms around her legs to hold them back against her tits.The sounds coming from Jessica's wet pussy clearly were more defined now as Ben hammered into her. Jessica tilted her head and was able to look down between her. The breaker box was in the basement. Someone was in the house.Lisa reached out in the dark and put her hands on her son’s shoulders. “Here. Take my hand.”Lisa noticed that her son squeezed her hand a bit tighter than required, “Try to relax. It’s all going to be ok. It’s probably someone’s idea of a joke. But just in case, let’s get to my bedroom. Your dad keeps a pistol in the bed stand.”Still holding hands, Lisa slowly opened the door and she and Josh made their way down the hallway to her. Lunch, during which Jenni received a call from Jessica with directions to a private medical practice later in the afternoon, then more shopping in 'Music World' in Queen Street.A quiet word to the salesman produced several acoustic guitars. Despite Chrissie's protest that a cheap instrument would be fine, Jenni insisted (Dave's orders) that she try several and choose the one she was most comfortable with – Jenni's Visa card was hit for over three hundred pounds even before adding a case and. The artificial cock looked truly huge at this angle, frightening even. Then the strap-on disappeared, obscured by Jane’s body, but you could tell where it had gone by the look on her face: her eyes bugged out and her mouth was contorted by some combination of pain and pleasure.The shot stayed like that for 10 minutes or so, the only motion the back and forth of Marie’s hips and the subtle changes in Jane’s expression as the strap-on went in and out, the only sound Jane’s escalating moans.