I was a woman, a woman with needs. And it just so happened the people who could pay me to have them fulfill my needs liked to play a little dirty with...grown-ups. I was a woman who could make her own choices, and did I ever love the choice I made. "Ohhh, Kimmy. Your asshole is soo goddamn tight. Ahh-- you are perfect." He gave my ass a hard smack. As I slowly adjusted, I found myself pushing back to meet in time with his thrusts. He pushed forward with so much power, I found myself occasionally. I took the towel off my face scared to see what was going to be next and she was on top of me hovering. Her entire body. She had a devious face as she lowered her pussy. My cock slide right into her pussy. Nice and slow. Then she began fucking me harder. I hear the screws coming out of the table I thought the legs were going to fall from under us and we were screwed. She pulled her shirt down so her boobs can be exposed just like how she was sleeping. She cuffed my hands on them and made me. I pressed her firm against it. Her bra fell off along the way and now her DDs were caressing my C cups. Hard nipples against hard nipples, I could barely stand. Our lips met again, tongues battled for erotic space, she wrapped her fingers through my jet black hair and pulled. I spread apart her creamy thighs with my knee and pressed against her throbbing sex. Jenna gasped for air, “Lexi, fuck, why haven’t we done this sooner?” I didn’t know so I didn’t answer. I felt bold and pulled her by. "Denise bit her lower lip and said, "I'm ready." You think you're ready, but you aren't," Claire said. She ran a hand along Denise's side tickling her. In her reaction, Denise nearly dropped the scarf. Claire said, "You're going to have to do better than that." You startled me," Denise said."Discipline," Claire said smiling at her.Denise felt like a bird staring into the eyes of a cobra when Claire looked her in the eye. She clenched the scarf and concentrated on holding it. Denise realized.