I lifted up the back of her skirt, she was wearing a thong I ran my finger along the fabric it was wet, I moved her thong over and ran my fingers on h...r hot wet folds she bucked against my finger for more pleasure. " Oh god, Joe please." I loved the why she begged I put the tip of my finger in her and wiggled it around "Beg me" I wispier in her ear, then playfully sucking at her neck. "No, please Joe don't make me beg I really need to cum." I took my finger out to let her know I was being. His brow furrows in focus as he avoids settling into any rhythm, anything she could anticipate or expect, SWISH-CRACK pause SWISH-CRACK SWISH-CRACK, pause-- I jolt, realising I'd been expecting a CRACK and none came. My wicked husband intentionally introduced a rhythm to tease her, only to break it just as she became used to it. The poor girl must be in psychic agony-- she's sagging in the restraints, just taking it all, giving herself fully to us to use and abuse as we wish, her will entirely. ...your as gullible as your slut mother dya know that. Fuck me, what's the world coming to!!! Stupid bitch. Right, stupid...unto your bra. Now. Let's see those fried eggs. That's it. Ooooh....you amase me.....another chinky sign and a log in ya nipple. Your a dream come fucking true you are, by God you are. And there not bad ..for a couple of fried eggs. Heeheehee. Do you like sucking big dicks cock eh Lesley. Ya mother sucked cocks....by fuck did she. She sucked me cock many many times, and. ” I was getting ready to tell her we just freshened up before leaving the bar, but then I thought to myself, she always has a reason for her actions. I should trust my BFF, so I smiled and went with her to the bathroom. She closed the door behind us. “You must be my good luck charm, Sweetie. I’ve gone to that club since I moved here and this is the first time I met a man, let alone went home with one.” She reached into her pocketbook, pulled out two packets, and handed them to me. “Here,.