I was intent to make her scream.And she did.That was when I found out she was a squirter. It shocked me at first but then I got so into it I couldn't ...et enough. She drenched my face, her legs and a lot of the car seat. With her legs still twitching in the air, I slid up and thrust my cock into her all the way. She squealed and wrapped her legs around me tightly, giving just as good as she was getting."Oh goddam, fuck me with that beautiful hard cock." I pushed myself up to look down at her and. I was enraptured to see some small drops of the liquid spill ever so slightly from the edge of the cup to drop languidly upon those smooth and soft hills of flesh, to trickle down into the folds of her deep cleavage. She seemed not to notice, although I could not take my eyes from the sight. I glanced up to see her own eyes searching mine. ‘Why sir,’ she said, softly, ‘do I spy you looking at my longing girls thus as I would imagine, that you may have…’ she trailed off, then focusing anew,. He was quite a bit older and something of a mystery in town. He had come to town 15 years before, a reformed gambler. After he bought the local hotel, he had become an upstanding member of the community. He had never married and rarely escorted women around town. It was rumored that he had lost a wife and child before his gambling days, but the story was never proven. When he met Isabella, he had been completely smitten with her but she was only 18 years old and could not learn to love a man. Staring at her I notice that she is biting her lip with her eyes closed. Watching her enjoy it, I realize that she is not supposed to, so removing myself from on top of her I pick up the strap-on that is in the bedside drawer next to us. Putting it on I tell her to get up and bend over the bed, she refuses to do anything until I undo the belt that is wrapped around her wrists. This time, I refuse. Grabbing her by the arm I pull her from the bed and bend her over it holding her there. Thrusting.