Curtis popped up from his seat and picked Elena up off of the bike like she was a feather and then carried her over to the weight bench. On the bench,...Elena positioned her knees apart so that her legs were opened wide and set her elbows up on the pad and hooked her fingers around the weight bar.Flash: “Remember, don’t start lifting until Nick gets inside and is pumpin’ away. When he starts pumpin’ you start curlin’. You dig?”Elena: “I understand.”Nick straddled the bench behind her while Flash. I was not sneaking around but apparently I had not made any noise either. As I passed Mom’s bedroom the door was open. Mom was naked and bent over, with one of her shoulders pressed against one of the canopy bedposts. Mr. Jenkins from down the street was fucking her hard and fast from behind. Her long flabby tits were swinging all over the place as she hung on for dear life. If she wasn’t careful she could give herself a black eye. Mr. Jenkins was older and fatter than my father was and his. I feel some hands on my ass pushing up my dress and massaging my cheeks. Whoever’s behind me pulls down my tap pants to my knees and starts kissing my cheeks and running his (or her?) Tongue up and down my crack. I feel a hand pull my cock clit back between my legs and then feel lips fold over the head and a tongue running all over the glans. This inspires me so much that i really get into the cock in my mouth sucking it and fucking it in and out of my mouth cunt and then sucking it in as deep. She felt her wrists being released and then she was pushed into the centre of the room. She rubbed her wrists, the Count stood with his back to her.?Strip? She stood still, fear prickling the back of her neck.I will not, I am an English Lady I will not sully my virtue in front of you or your men?He turned slowly, his voice dropped menace?Lady Blackrook, strip or my men will do it for you?She looked around the room as the men in attendance began to move forward and decided discretion was the.