I am so lucky. My cock was immediately erect. "Oh would you look at that." Mrs M said. "He's getting off on us." Before I could grab my cock with my h...nds, they pounced and tied my arms behind the chair. Mrs M squatted above my head, with her feet on the arms the chair. Oh shit. I think I'm going to have a shower. I thought back to the incident with the car.I'm going to drown. She was a massive squirter. Mrs M moaned loudly and a waterfall fell on me. What was weird is that I as still erect,. Again , nobody was looking our way, so we seemed to be in the clear.The door was locked when we arrived. I knocked but Heather shouted back, “Go away, I’m busy.”I chuckled, cupped my hands to my mouth, pressed them to the door and subtly shouted, “Open up, bee-atch. It’s us.”In a moment the door opened a crack and I could see Heather’s eyeball as she strained to see who was out here with me. The door opened a little wider as she assessed the group, and she said, “Nice. Come on in.”The room got. Instead of seductive circular passes, I began to rise and fall in congruence with Brandon’s thrusts, fucking myself as he fucked me. His cock pushed through me; his length impaling the deepest reaches of my lust, his girth stretching me in all the right ways. My clit ran along his shaft with each pass of our motions, and the feeling of it rubbing along him as he defiled me sent aching pleasure deep into my pelvis. I knew I should stop, I knew I should cut my losses, but I couldn’t help myself.. I look like a whore on heat, spot on! I'm convinced he'll love it, same as those where I sit with my legs on either side of the chair and with my back to the camera; I know how much he likes my hair draping past my waist. I must admit they do look erotic, and now I can see why he'd suggested the red plaid skirt. It's the perfect frame for my brazen ass.I can't wait to send him the photos so that he can process them with his whizzy software and make them all arty and even more erotic. Everything.