All I could think about was how amazing his cock felt slamming down into me. I could feel it swelling up and getting harder as he made his first coupl... strokes. It didn't take long before Shawn had my ankles behind my head and was pounding away at me as hard as he could. His dick was ramming in and out of me so hard and fast I couldn't even speak or think. All I could do was lay there and scream and moan. Occasionally I would look over at Candy and see a look of both lust and envy in his eyes. The time that she had spent gagged had already encouraged an economy of speech that was more in line with her husband's plans and now she took her time to form her ideas, not speaking until she was certain that what she had to say was both appropriate and respectfully phrased."Sir, when I first came here you said that my clothing was not appropriate and asked me to remove it." This was true. Nicola had worn nothing except her restraints since her arrival. "I wondered if I was to continue to. " She pushed on my chest with both hands, and I reluctantly withdrew. We had created a swamp anyhow. She sat up and pulled her shift down. Overripe was the only word I can think of to describe her, eager and overripe.The preacher's plump young wife had been a bonus to my second job as a man free of military constraints. He was a Baptist or a Methodist or some such fractious dissembler, a small man in a dark suit who wore white shirts and a floppy hat and rode the circuit every week which gave. Her pussy, wet with anticipation, slid easily down over Robert's upright cock. Marta sighed with relief before she began to ride him." Do you like this, Bobby? Do you like having your cock up inside my pussy? Me sliding up and down, up and down. Letting you relax, letting me give you what you need? And you want to give me something, too, don't you?" Robert began to buck feebly. "Yes, Bobby. You want to give me your cum. You want to come in my pussy. Yes, you want to fill my fertile pussy up.