“Ask me to be rough, to spank you, to kiss you, to fuck you… In fact - ” He pushed her shoulders deeper into the bed. “ - Beg for it.”BEG FO... IT?!Justin laughed, seeing Erin’s eyes widen.“Since you seem to have some trouble with patience and clarity, you’re going to get some practice tonight,” he stated plainly. “Either tell me exactly what you want, or you won’t get it.”Erin stammered. “I can’t just...that’s not...it’s not fa - ”“Erin,” Justin interjected. “Come on. You know I have to torture. I found a pair of trousers that still had the look of being khaki.Fay was fixing our breakfast in the kitchen. I took the rotten trousers in there and asked Fay what she thought might have happened to them.Fay said her mother might have used too much Clorox in the washer. I told Fay to tell her mother to not use a bleach on our clothes at all.Fay said her mother thought clothes would not come clean without bleach. I told Fay to tell her mother to leave the laundry to her or stop using. She said then opens your shirts and removed it upwards with my baniyan. I was topless in front of her and as I was removing shirt she opened her salwar downwards and looking this I also removed my shorts.Now we both were in topless and in panty and me in undies and I then make myself fall on her body and hit my lips on her nipples and pressed my head into her boobs and pressed my dick against her cunt.Then I came upwards and kissed her lips and tongue and did a tits squeeze in her mouth she. She rammed two fingers into me and as wet as I was, she could have fisted me with the same ease as her fingers. I pulled my nipples moaning, "oh yes, fuck me harder" as she sucked and flicked my clit , feeling the cool metal of her tongue ring grinding against me, as she used my wet pussy for her own personal amusement park. Sensing my climax growing closer she started rubbing her hand on my stomach above her hand inside me like my G-spot rubbing in unison until I couldn't hold back any longer..