“I can’t take it anymore.”It wasn’t voiced like a complaint. Her green eyes were half open and her breathing was labored. To me it sounded lik... begging; she needed to be fucked, and I decided to save my load for her pussy.He purposefully ignored her pleas. The old man lead her head back to his cock and marked an aggressive tempo, thrusting his cock upwards—nearing climax— to match the speed of her assisted bobbing.“Here it comes, putita. Yesss, here it comes. You’re mine, Milena. You’re my. They are also well-organized and getting rich fast.She greets me with a big smile, we share a little small talk and she takes me arm-in-arm to the room. The soft music starts as I lie naked, face down on the table. A tap on the door: “You Ready, baby?” “Yes pretty Amy, I’m Ready.” With a single feathery stroke from my toes to my neck, she begins. For about a half hour, I get a really good shoulder, back and leg rub with a hot towel clean up. Then the teasing begins.It starts with her fingers. . I don't think she wants me to," he told her. Benin sighed inwardly. Her worst fears weren't going to be realised, he was going to remain hers for the time being."Why not?" she asked, curious."She doesn't want to live with anyone," he told her, "she likes it by herself." With you looking in from time to time?" she smiled. He grinned, embarrassed. "And you will, won't you?" Benin continued. He, again, nodded. This, Benin thought, was the first time since he'd met Jana Ivanova that he was being. I let him have his way with me and I very willingly spread my legs for him. His fingers immediately found my clit from behind, his left hand pushing back so my tits were pressed up against the door for anyone walking by to see.My pussy immediately responded to his fingers and I moaned out loud. The mix of the cold glass on my nipples, the awareness of my exposure and his fingers wonderfully massaging my clit quickly got me back on the verge of an orgasm.“Oh fuck, yes, don’t stop, I’m so close,.