I listen to your muffled moans and protests begging me to stop, but I just keep going. I feel you tense again and know you are about to cum again.You...know this is not right; this guy shouldn't be fucking you like he is. Your mind is trying to convince you to try and stop him, but the electric shocks and pleasure emanating from your pussy make your cries of protest VERY unconvincing. You know this shouldn't happen, but want it; you've been wanting it this bad for months!!I feel you cumming. It was the right idea. I leaned in far enough to where I saw the upward tilt of the bottom of her breast, and the downward slope of the top of her breast as they approached each other, but her top wasn't loose enough to allow me a view of her nipple. My mind played connect the dots, and I could imagine what it looked like, exactly right where it was, but she stood up again and dropped two more cakes onto my plate. "I think that's enough, young man," she said sternly. My heart caught in my. Loudly. Knowing he could hear us. Knowing he was probably in there jerking off."Susan kissed me passionately. If I had know that Mike turned her on I would have invited him over a long time ago. She started strocking my cock."John, lets do it."So we put the ear pieces on and we started making out. She unbuttoned my shirt and ran her hands over my chest. She pressed her knee against my hard cock and I moaned. I pulled her T-shirt over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, so i had instant access. What goes around comes around, just you wait.’ What goes around comes around, Phyre repeated. The thought gave her a small comfort. ‘Anyway, tomorrow we’ll see about getting you some fresh clothes. I can smell the days on you, girl, no offense meant. Here, have you finished with those? That should tide you over till dinnertime, hmm?’ Hatra reached forwards and retrieved the tray that now held a single lonesome slice of bread topped with a carrot paste that Phyre didn’t like. The woman started.