I felt his penis entering my sopping pussy and it felt like some one was pushing a baseball bat up me. I placed my left leg over the back of the couch...and put my right leg onto the floor, to kind of open me up a little and give him better access to me. Bobby pumped furiously for about 3 minutes at which point, I stopped him and told him to come with me, my son was in the next room and I was starting to moan rather loudly. I took his hand and led him to the bedroom that I hadn't been in for over. Someone could see us.”“Uh-huh. It’s exciting, isn’t it?”“No ... Actually, yes. But I value my freedom.”She floated close again, her fingers playing with the waist of my bathing suit. “No one can see under the water.” Her hand brushed lower, teasing my partial erection. Pure impishness danced in her beautiful eyes. She smiled. “You can touch me, too.”Rory fondled me into a full, aching erection. Then, when she eased her hand inside my suit, reached down, and gripped my cock, horniness took. Mr B ripped off the tape. "I like to hear you scream, Emma. The room is soundproofed. It just lookedso sexy with you unable to talk." With that he struck again across the thighs. The girl tried not to remainquiet and moaned in pain. He struck again and again across her back, arse andthighs until she couldn't hold back and began screaming again. "If I like something it's best you do it, Emma." Mr B was ready now. He'd discarded the condom and was very hard, his cockthrobbing and coated in. She caught me by the wrists before I was able to touch her. Then she half pushed, half guided me across the bathroom and up against the vanity, still holding my wrists. Using me like a puppet she slid my hands up under her skirt. I slipped my fingers into the waist band and she pushed on me, easing her panties over her thighs and down her legs. She then lifted her leg, wrapping it behind my ass and ground her waist into me until she had worked my cock between her labia. She slid her slit up and.