I'll be masturbating to you later.But travelling is a solo activity and your friend looks a little anxious. Scared almost. She's pretty nice too: her ...arkened skin suits her red summer dress that shimmies as she moves to her seat. It's thin; I can almost see through it to the delicious curves underneath. And they are very delicious curves.However, it's you that has captured my attention. You, with your feminine wiles. The swing of the hips, the pout on your lips, the sultry glance towards me.. I moaned as I felt Ian ease his hard cock into me, and couldnt help more noises escaping as he pulled his hips back only to swing them back into me, moving faster and harder as he used me. It was too frantic to last long, and he bit my shoulder before growling again, louder Ill mph&hellip, try to be mph&hellip, a better slut He let loose then, hammering away at me, pulling my hair, slapping my tits, shoving brutally into me. Scream it slut, cum for me I screwed up my face as I screamed ILL TRY. I could hear him getting into the bag again and then felt something on my chest; it was kind of firm and slightly cold. I felt the object move across and around my breasts then when it touched my nipples it started slowly vibrating and I almost had an orgasm as it danced from nipple to nipple. The vibrations stopped and the object danced down my body. Just before reaching my Venus mound my husband removed the blindfold and showed me the dildo. Granted my husband is no slacker in the pants. I sit in a chair opposite of you, A is right next to me on her knees. I comfort her, touching her hair and gently scratching her neck. Suddenly my voice breaks the silence: "There are a lot of things you have to learn Teresa. A lot of things. For example this, which is probably the most valuable lesson you'll ever learn in your life. You called me master last night. What in the world makes you do that? You have only got one master. The one that accepted you, loves you, protects you and goes.