His fullness worked in to the tight ass. She relaxed with each thrust, sinking into him. Spreading her legs wider, opening to comfort. Pumping her har...er, she felt him stretch her. She wanted it tight so she could feel it in her cunt too. Reaching under herself and between her legs, she rubbed her clit. Instantly she closed on his cock with her ass. She worked hard for a while, wanting to cum. She thought about the workout her clit had had that day. It felt numb to the core right now. She dug. Because he loves to. Because he just has to."Mistress Anne was a lovely creature indeed. She commanded respect butshe was actually dressed rather demurely. She wore a white blouse, kneelength black skirt, suntan stockings and black pumps with heels aboutthree inches high. Even so he felt the strength emanating from her andhe wanted to fall to his knees and worship her. He did not only becausehe somehow sensed that she did not want that."Would you like to wear these shoes?" she asked,. I knew that, if they kept this up, I’d climax, and hard.“Fuh,” I cried, feeling a trickle of wet on my throat, the sharp pain of her teeth piercing my flesh and crashing though me like lightning. Shaking, I kept humping, forcing her deeper into my dripping wet snatch while her husband slammed into me from behind until, finally, I tipped over the edge and began to shake, the feel of his cum suddenly filling my ass to breaking point. Thrashing about, I exploded in ecstasy, trapped between them,. He knew that he was involved in a tangled situation that would be extremely difficult, if not impossible to get out of, but he had to try and he had to try to get Christine out of it also.Price called him again after a few days and told him that they had arranged for another job and he should be at the hideout the following night about eleven o'clock. Before he could answer, Price hung up the phone. He wasn't used to refusals and he knew what would happen to Christine if he refused to drive the.