‘Fuck this pussy, daddy!’ Rosita yelled. I was fucking her deeper and harder. Rosita’s eyes were rolling, and she moaned loudly. She was twistin..., letting me know I was hitting her spot. She dug her nails into my back, and I stopped my pumping action. Her pussy cream milked my dick and I released myself. I pulled Rosita on top of me, and she bounced up and down on my dick. The bedsprings squeaked in a steady rhythm and the headboard bumped against the wall. We both cried out that we were. .. "It's so much better if someone does it for you, Janet...Stronger... His finger was sawing at her slit and he was circling her clit with his thumb...The girl beside herself with humiliation tried once more feebly to voice resistance but it fell on deaf ear and the pressure was increasing...Despite herself, Janet felt it start...She knew if he didn't stop, that she'd be powerless to prevent what was going to happen...He seemed to sense the weakness in her and kissing the top of her. I could feel myself blush, my cheeks redden, my neck redden. I looked down and was taken by complete surprise to see my nipples extended and pushing against the thin fabric of my shirt, telling the entire world that I was sexually aroused. The waiter took his time and although I could not look him in the face to verify it but I knew that he was staring down at my legs and Mark's hand. He did not say anything, thank God, but I know that he could see what was happening. Mark took his hand away. Apparently it never actually came to that. But thinking she was with George got her juices really running.She immediately changed her own persona, draping herself against him, reaching her hands up to run them through his hair. Her voice dropped half an octave, and she spoke."Hi lover. Missed you. Where have you been?" Bob had to look again to be certain the voice came from the same woman. He pulled her face to his, driving his tongue between her lips. He'd swear she had almost done a.