He was humping me really good and deep. I was in all 4 wearing a thong, miniskirt, my fake huge boobs, my wig and some make up. His back legs were hit...ing my ass and making noises. I felt him very deep inside me, his balls hitting mine. and when he finished I felt him trembling, he never did that before. I thought he was going to dismount me but then I felt the knot. We were stucked. It didn't hurt unless I tried to get him out of me. I was helpless, but I knew it wouldn't be forever. I stopped. So I moved my hand down between her legs over the cunt and started kind of massaging her cunt. Again she grabbed my hand, all this time I had my lips locked over hers so that she doesn’t scream. I kept massaging her cunt trying to stimulate her to lose it completely. Slowly I unbuckled and unzipped her jeans and put my hand inside her jeans and was massaging her cunt over her panties. I could feel the warmth and the wetness. She put her arms around my neck and I knew she had lost it and now she. Frank heard the bathroom door open and called to Rita, ‘What would you like to drink, sweetheart? They have white wine, vodka, gin, brandy, rum and scotch. They have pop and ginger ale stocked, too.’ ‘Surprise me,’ she said grabbing his black shirt off the chair, putting it on. Her hair was a bit wet from the shower and hung in curls around her shoulders. She wandered barefooted into the living room and stood for a moment taking in the tall man fixing drinks at the wet bar. Frank looked up at. " (Yes, I really said that.) "Why don't you come on over." She slowly stood up, looking a bit weak-kneed. She took the few steps to the bed in slow motion, never removing the buzzing tool from her twat. It looked like she was focusing more on her clit now. She raised her right leg up onto the bed and froze -- giving herself more pleasure as her pussy was opened wider, and me more pleasure from the up-close look. After a moment, she climbed up and straddled my stomach, leaning her beautiful.