Dard de raha ai…thoda dhire…” and then she also started giving him response….”aaahhhaaa” he removed his lund out of her chut… and told h...r to sit in dog style she sat…he stared pushing his lund in her ass…and she resisted…” ye kya kar rahe ho….mere patine kabhi nahi kiya aise….” Sala tera pati bhi to bekar hai aise randi jaisi bivi hai aur uski gand nahi mari …chal abi me kaise marta hu ye dekh…” he inserted his lund..she said “ aaaahhhhhhh…oooooooohhhhhhhhh dard ho raha hai…..” he started. I wanted to see how much I could push the bodyguard guarding the door to the solicitors. He just stood there like a statue, staring at me, not flinching a muscle.Walking up to him, I asked. “How much does something like that set you back?”“You what mate,” was his reply.I wanted to provoke him, something was telling me, the designer suit did not have good intentions in the solicitor’s office. I wanted to draw some attention outside, hopefully making the others come out.“Let me rephrase that for. The woman smiled at Jack as he reached the table and climbed up upon it. Jack crawled up between the woman's spread legs and over her body until the two were over each other, face to face. Jack felt Karen reach under him and grasp his cock and she guided the head of it to the client's waiting vaginal opening.In the observation room Lorie was almost beside herself in lustful excitement as she watched Jack mount the woman on the table. Lorie's right hand moved down between her legs to start. How was anyone’s guess. The bleak cry of help was so thin and weak that in the next loud boom of thunder, it was completely lost. Quickly Peyton reacted, her mind racing with images of an injured fisherman or ridiculous teenage surfer who thought it wise to catch a record-high swell or two. After shoving the gas containers in the back room, Peyton rushed out in front of the Barn, having to slit her eyes against the sea spray as she searched. Lighthouse Island was barely visible in the torrent.