When she finally got home she'd asked him in and had fucked him again.For the next two weeks it had been more of the same. Every night the limo would ...ake her somewhere, be waiting for her when she came out, and the driver always pulled over somewhere and 'took his tip'. The clients that John was sending her to were such sorry specimens that she began to look forward to her sessions with the chauffeur, at least he was able to bring her to orgasm. By the end of the second week she'd had enough.. You around so your back is pressing on my stomach my cock finds you pussy between your legs it is rubbing on your lips but I am not putting it in I direct it so it rubs all along the inner of your thigh and around your asshole. You lean back and say I beg you put it in I want it now. I take the invite as putting it in your ass but when I lick my fingers and stick them in your tight butt hole you let out a painful squeal and in an upset voice say that hurts I have never done it please stop. I. I feel that hardness with my hand before I eventually pull them down too. I have a quick feel of his arse, he has an exceptional arse and I love it.His hands reach for my tits, finding my nipples and pulling on them, I moan and he laughs and jumps in the shower. I soap him all over before I start on his cock and balls, the soap making things slippery but I love the feel and so does he going by how hard he is. He turns slightly and tells me to “suck his cock” he wants to watch me especially as I. A pair of pale and delicately feminine hands with an expensive manicure and reddish pink nail polish proceeded to pinch her nipples. Another pair of hands with a similarly immaculate manicure but no nail polish, that were tanned a bright flesh red, tugged at her raven hair with no mean amount of force. She gasped. Another pair of dark caramel hands slapped her buttocks, again, with no mean amount of force. Someone’s finger probed her anus, and she squealed from the suddenness of it. Then a pair.