Because she is so nice, she invites you in. You take this time to check her out. Her face structure is good, she's wearing mascara and lipstick. She's...medium height, curvy, big tits and a perfect round ass. She's wearing a black hijab, tight white blouse, black bra, long black skirt with brown boots. Also you can make out her thong. You take a seat on the sofa. She goes to get you a drink. You have a massive hard on and have decided you will Fuck her hard, like we agreed. She comes back and. With one hand wrapped around my waist, he thrusts his meaty cock into my tight little asshole. He’s not a jerk about it, just desperate. I squeak, but quickly suck my bottom lip into my mouth so that I don’t make any other noise. I don’t want to attract any unnecessary attention. He immediately begins to pound into me, his cock hitting my prostate with every other thrust or less. My natural ass “juices” are the only lube I get. He slaps my ass. I scrunch my face up into a tight wince. I. It was then I'd realised that I'd in fact been caught for the second time today:"Hi you must be Dave," introduced Cathy, holding out her hand to shake mine. "Hi Cathy," I responded. "I'd like to shake your hand but I'm a little tied up right now!"Cathy, a rather attractive brunette in her early forties, wearing a short sleeved floral fabric dress over thick black leggings or tights, just laughed at my reply:"Ellen did say that I'd like you Dave and your sense of humour," Cathy continued to. Emily refused to let herself be embarrassed into silence. “Well, I imagine I’d want torture you until you promise to tell me all your secrets.”Pilar smirked. “Good luck with that. My secrets are all I have that let me compete with you, Blondie.”Emily suspected Pilar was teasing her, but decided to take the compliment at face value. “Well, I guess I’d force you to tell me secrets until my arms get tired, then.”Pilar smirked and turned the page. The next series of photos started with her in a.