Natasha seemed to read his mind, grabbed her whip, flicked the end of his cock with it, and said, “Oh no you don’t, not yet, fucker!” She leaned...over, slapped Emily on the arm, then reached down, and pinched her nipple hard. Emily jumped and Robert notices from her expression that it hurt. Nevertheless, all Natasha did, was shout, “You fucking whore, you’re not doing it right! Now do it again! Eat my pussy and make me cum or you will just watch and do nothing else!”Emily resumed eating. Like having a big screen TV in front of me. My wife continued on with fucking herself and even licking and sucking on her tits. She bring herself to almost cumming and then stop and then back at it. She then looked over at me and with out a word she was tugging my cock out of the pant leg of my shorts. She started licking and sucking on it as I drove and steadily finger fucking her pussy. I looked back at Barbra and I could see the lust in her eyes and on her face. Then I noticed she was. He started to move his ass faster. She closed her eyes and gasped loudly with every inward thrust .She felt the satisfaction of his prick moving in and out of her pussy. She wanted all his prick in her. She spread her thighs as wide as she could and pulled herself up higher onto his shoulders so he could push deeper into her. Deeper than with any man that she had ever been with before.He fucked her hard for the next few minutes then pulled his prick out of her. He pushed her shoulders away. Kim looked at his floppy dark fringe and his chiselled face and realised that she recognised this man.On her many nights spent on tour alone in hotel rooms, Kim often watched a porno film to help her masturbate herself to sleep. A few weeks earlier she had watched a porno called Raw. This man Manuel had been in it, filming himself fucking various women as if in a home movie. She had watched a scene with a skinny brunette French actress (she did not know who, but it was Cecilia Vega). The movie.