UH.......UH......UH" All that can be heard from my mouth as you ride me brutally. I feel my body vibrating with the force of the thrusts, my tits a...d ass dancing like jelly."Fuck, your Pussy's tight..Take this..." I feel you move closer to me your dick sinking deeper into my pussy, stretching me and making me gasp. Your grip tightens in my hair as I automatically arch my back in response to more inches. You dont want me to adjust my way, you want my to take it your way.You give the rope on. Afterward they lay in each other's arms for a long time without speaking; each soaking up the caring and compassion of the other.When Roger woke up in the morning he didn't know when they had fallen asleep but he knew that it had been in the early morning hours. Lee was still in his arms. The sun had just come up and the light was beginning to creep across the floor of the cabin. Roger kissed Lee and she slowly awoke and then smiled at him and kissed him back."I hate to make you move Lee but I. ’ Cheers erupted from several people in the dining room. ‘Oh, other homesick Australians in the house. Very well, I shall not disappoint. But don’t be offended by the variations, the real tune will come when the orchestra joins me after three variants.’ Gwen played the tune as a very slow waltz, at jazz rhythm and as a boogie and then pausing for Richard to bring his baton down played it authentically. The audience clapped but appeared a little restrained. ‘Captain? You have the final request.’. Again she fell face-first into the puddle of her own making "That's right slut, you like slurping up your juice!" her voice said laughing at her in her head. "Thank you, Mistress, this slut thanks you for letting her drink it", she said out loud, and she pursed her lips and sucked up as much as she could. Her sweat had activated the luchador mask powder, and she associated the sluttiness of her abusing her cunt and the drinking her pussy juice with the body high she was feeling and the rush of.