You stood, smiling and pressed yourself against him, grasping and stroking his cock. "You're sure you're clean, right?" you asked. "Absolutely!" he an...wered. You smiled and stepped around him, facing the tree and bent forward as you grabbed it, "Fuck me" you ordered as you lifted your skirt over your ass. His jaw dropped again and he quickly stepped behind you, hooked his fingers into the hips of your wet panties and lowered them to your knees. He grasped his cock in one hand and your hip in. If there was one thing Camryn didn’t want him to know, it was who she really was. The pathetic loser from high school who all of his friends had made fun of. A couple of times he had touched her. Just a moving of a stray hair here, an elbow brush there…but each time she felt a heat in his touch that made her press her thighs together. What would it be like to be beneath a man who could make her wet by just bumping her elbow? Hell, the sound of his voice alone could probably get her off.. ?Now my dear pet, it's your timeto show us all what you're made of.? A space was cleared in the centre of the room and a strange contraption ofchrome, leather padding and straps was brought from somewhere into the openarea by the two maids. The lights were dimmed and Natasha was glad that sheand Angela were now in the shadows, no-one would be concentrating on her whilstshe did what she could to calm down and try to pull herself together. Trudy led Jayne to the frame, which she mounted,. "Stay still. Just relax." I reach down lower with my hand and find his cock. I just hold it, no stroking. As I cradle it, it grows in my hand, and I continue to nibble on his earlobe. In less than a minute, he is as hard as he was last night when he was pounding me silly. I let go and move my hand away. I open up the bottle with an audible "click." As I pour the lube onto my fingers, "Uhh," is all he can get out. "Don't move," I whisper. With my lubed up fingers, I begin to insert them.