He rubbed her clit as fast as he could, rubbing the swollen nib from side to side. Her nails dug into his chest, her pussy became tighter, hotter than...before and she cried out, arching her back in an orgasm that left her shaking and shuddering on his cock. Her hips were still, her heavy, ragged breathing the only sound beside his own breathing. She relaxed her back and he felt her pussy walls relax as well, a flood of her cum bursting around his cock before her walls clenched tightly around. "I say," I said straightening, "You there!" and he slammed the door."The missus," Brabbinger explained."It's a damned brothel!" I said, "Out with it!" I snapped, "There's a damned brothel in Barnestone!" No!" Brabbinger tried desperately to lie, but the horror of the situation was too much, it might be but two weeks more that we owned the row of houses but a brothel!I threw the gate wide and I stormed down the cinder path, between neatly tended grasses, and banged the door, "Open up!" I. A few minutes later Rose was up to her od tricks I could see her scanning the room then making way for my thighs well at least I thought it was my thigh she decided to go straight for my cock I was startled by her touch my hand immediately grabbed hers “slow down gurl” I muttered to Rose we were rudely interrupted by my friend on the other side of me being a pain in the ass he was eventually separated from the class leaving me alone with Rose.Rose asked me if I liked what she was doing and to. She bit her lower lip as her state of arousal grew. Samantha’s mind was racing. Given the opportunity, she would give the young fitness instructor the fucking of a lifetime. She would tie her to the heavy iron chair in her basement with white rope at her ankles and thighs. She would splay her legs, opening her up so that she could see the pink velvet of her pouting pussy. She would strap Kathy’s wrists up behind her head so that the girl’s heavy tits were thrust forward, and she would pinch.