He turned me around and bent me over the of the sofa, he laid me on the kitchen table, bent me over the kitchen table, and had me on all fours on the ...loor. I'm sure he wanted the image, and the knowledge, that he had fucked me in many different positions before the night ended. I distinctly remember when I was bent over the kitchen table and Andre was taking my pussy from behind, my husband filming me head on so he could capture the look on my face at the same time he caught the look on. ‘Jack good to see you kid.’ He said. ‘Good luck with college this fall.’ ‘Thank you Bill.’ The boy sounded confused. ‘Jack I don’t think Kevin is home and Kelly and I have some important things to discuss, so if you could run along.’ He said. ‘No Bill.’ Kelly said. ‘Jack is a part of this too.’ ‘What you got to be fucking kidding me!’ he exclaimed. ‘He is just a kid, no older than our own boy.’ ‘Jack has shown me that he is the loving, kind, sweet and gentle man I needed you to be all of those. Rubbing it against her pussy as he fingered her clit. She gasped, heat sweeping through her body from his fingers. Slowly he pushed into her, entering her, sliding his hard cock deep inside her.As she felt him push fully in her Clare knew it would not take much to make her cum. His fingers had brought her to the verge without her even realising it. He pulled back and thrust in hard, once, twice. On the third time she let go. With a loud cry her orgasm burst within her. Mike wrapped his hand. Her pale skin was sprinkled with freckles just visible under the layers of foundation, face powder and rouge. Her eyes were pale blue framed by her dark mascara and eyeliner and her bright red lipsticked lips quivered in fear.The Predator cast his eyes along her body. She wore a red satin evening gown; now slit open from her breasts to the hem at the bottom of the dress. The gown had been pulled open exposing the black nylon full slip that she wore underneath; this garment too had been slit.