But soon enough, the Saturday arrived. They had talked the night before and decided that a late morning / early afternoon time might be better. At 12...o'clock on the money, a car pulled up in front, rap music again blaring. Rodney gets out and the fun essentially begins. My girlfriend was dressed in a pair of sleepwear bottoms and a razor thin pink tank top that didn't quite come all the way down to her waist. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail. You could clearly see her nipples. He quickly turned her and they both did an awesome side fuck. Raj increased his pace as he kissed her and pressed her boobs. They both are literally on the move. His pace kept increasing as she got fucked harder and harder. She was being fucked like crazy. It is like she is raj’s own bitch. Oh raj, oh raj, please cum inside me. I want you inside me, please cum inside me baby. Hmmm yeah, yeah yeah yeah were the words. Raj is a sex monster. He is still fucking her with same pace and intensity.. The effect was to create a gaily decorated track around the edges of the ring.The lights dimmed and a spotlight came up and a fanfare played and, into the ring, onto the temporary track, high-stepped a beautiful blonde girl, with a bridle and bit, shaking her head so her pony-tail waved, pulling a two-wheeled cart with flashing, spoke wheels, on which a small man sat, holding reins attached to the bit in one hand and a whip in the other. The knees of the girl had a leather strap attached that. “Ye…Yes Lord Krinn…two years Sir. Please, would you care to make yourself comfortable? Can I get you a drink?” she stammered as she slowly but carefully slipped her fingers from his grasp so as not to offend him. Slowly she sank to her knees in front of him, looking at his highly polished black leather boots as she assumed the Nadu pose, the backs of her hands resting palm up on the tops of her lush thighs, knees wide apart and back straight as a rod. He chuckled appreciatively as he walked.