She responded by breathing harder and letting him. She couldnt believe she was letting them do this to her! Like a whore, she seemed to have no shame....Well she did actually feel shame, but she wasnt doing anything about it. In fact she knew that she would let them do anything at this point and she desperately wanted to be in another room and away from this crowd. As if on cue the guy moved up to her ear and whispered discreetly, Do you want to fuck now, mami? Thank god! She did and nodded her. "She stood up and cupped her breasts, and squeezed one so that the nipple thrust her sweater out in a cone between her fingers.I was in agony. I knew I was on the point of cumming, trying desperately to close my thighs, move my pelvis, anything to bring on the orgasm. And yet I knew that once I shot my wad the glorious sensation of the most tremendous tumescence I had ever experienced would be gone. And I didn't want to lose it. Jinx was looking down at my body, watching me squirm. She must. He pulled my dress off, leaving me only in my heels, and penetrated me from behind, whether I was wet or not, but of course I was. Very. And the wetter I got, the harder and faster he slammed into me. ‘Faster, damn it! Faster!’ I commanded. ‘I want to feel you as deep inside of me as you can get!’ He took to my commands at face value and more, pulsing into me so hard that that front of me was pounded onto the wall like a fixture that was never going to come off. As I let out a stream of cum. She doesn't resist. I kiss her deeply. Our tongues writhing like snakes, months of a deep, intense desire spilling out into the open. My hands go back exploring her body, now grabbing her parted thighs as I stand between them. Her hands have taken off on their own, reaching down to undo my belt. She struggles to get my belt free because I'm pressed so close to her. She persists though, and eventually unfrees my belt. I continue kissing her, the passion and desire overwhelming us both. She's.