I quickly got into a rhythm, I leaned back my hands on his thighs behind me for support as I rocked back an forth on his cock. Riding him hard and fas... my pussy grinding against him with every downward thrust. I pushed myself up using the wall in front of me for balance as I continued my assault on his cock. I could feel the muscle in his thigh flex as he tried to match my rhythm his hands on my ass pulling me into him. I knew I was ready to cum and so was he. His thumb moved to my clit and. Behind him, Tematha was contemplating being dragged to the general for his pleasure. She had half expected it even on the journey, and had wholly expected it when Burton suggested it. She was flattered that Ling was seeking to protect her; it began to dawn on her that either he liked her more than averagely, or he had more of a gentlemanly spine than she had thought. Finally Burton smiled and said “You’re right, of course; there’s plenty of good warm flesh to use and discard. Many of them seem. ‘Lock the door Hun I will be right back’. I slammed the door shut and started to make my way to the petrol station, as I walked off I looked back and noticed the two lads in the escort smoking outside there car. I thought nothing of it. In the station I was in the queue paying for my chocolate bars, looking over my shoulder I noticed the two boys were at the window of my car talking to Emma, laughing and chatting, she had rolled down the window and seemed to be engaging them or so it looked. Her breasts were bared, outlined in hard black leather. The bit was between her teeth, and she stood very tall in knee high boots with a small square heel. She appeared to be very comfortable and looked between the camera and the man petting her. When she looked at the man petting her, Jennifer would have trouble naming the emotion on the woman’s face. If anything, it appeared as though the woman loved the man who was petting her. ‘That is Slave Monica, and she’s the favorite to win the women’s.