All his pulling in and out and taking it slow had helped me. It still hurt but not nearly as much as it had. Bob slowly started to fuck now, slowly p...lling almost all the way out before plunging balls deep again. After about ten minutes of this Bob totally pulled out, leaving my ass feeling empty.” Turn on your back, I want to see your pretty face while I fuck you” Bob ordered. “Do you think I’m pretty?” I asked as I turned over. Bob positioned the pillow under my ass with my hands still tied. Mine went suddenly dry, as did my mouth, and I kind of froze as her lips worked over mine.She suddenly moved a little closer, pressing her breasts into my chest, and over the clasped hands that were still there. She made some kind of noise, deep in her throat, and it was as if she had turned on a switch somewhere inside me as I suddenly started to kiss her back. I brought my other arm around her, pulling her to me, and her kiss got hungrier, her lips moving all over mine. I felt her tongue. ”“Ooooh Marcus.” She pushed him back into the chair, climbed on to his lap and kissed him deep. She began grinding her body against his, slowly—deliberately---driving their passion to go through the roof.His fingers went between her legs—teasing.She spread her legs further giving him better access. They hugged each other tightly rocking with the rhythm of lovers, as his touch made her quiver clear to the center of her womanhood. He continued his actions, stroking her clit, slowly, enjoying the. She lifted one sneaker to Mary’s face. Trembling, Mary nodded again. She began licking the food from Sandy’s sole. Jane’s hollow face flashed before her eyes, and there was that other question again. “You should say please.” Sandy demanded. Mary looked up at her. “Please, Sandy.” “Please what?” Sandy had a hand between her legs now, which somehow seemed completely natural to Mary. “Please may I have some of your lasagna?” To Mary’s surprise, Sandy put her foot back on the floor, just out.