When the doorbell rang at eight thirty on Saturday morning, John smiled, wondering if Peter hoped to find them undressed. He went to answer it while C...aire cleared away the breakfast things.He opened the door, standing clear of it, and found his own reaction amusing. The amusement died when he saw the man. He remembered Peter from the magistrates’ court. Now his face was grey and his eyes were tired and lifeless, and he was much thinner than John remembered.“Peter! Come in,” he said putting on. The force with which he fucked me was greater for each penetration, and I tried to spread my legs as much as possible so that he could reach deeper inside my vagina. After a lifetime’s worth of sexual pleasure, I finally climaxed and allowed my very first female orgasm take hold of me. I could not believe how good it was. Wave after wave of electricity raged through my body making me loose grip of reality. I screamed, never worrying about being caught out here. Sweating and panting, I couldn’t. Yeah... Fuck me and cum inside my pussy."Robert kept fucking her as Megan held on and dug her nails into his back as he started to grunt, "Oh God. Here it comes. Uh. Yeah. Baby. Uh." Megan felt the hot spurts of Robert’s seed as it filled her belly. Megan was rubbing her hands across Robert’s back as his body jerked as the last amounts of his cum entered her body.Robert bent his head down and gave Megan a passionate open mouth kiss as he kept his cock buried deep inside her until every last. Isetnofret writhed on the cushions, losing her wig in only a few seconds. His lips and tongue seemed to have been created by the gods solely for her pleasure as he drank from the font of her bittersweet nectar. He growled and moaned – his tongue ever in motion – sending her soaring high and fast, until she was certain she would have needed to look down upon the hawk whose keen she had embodied in her first cry.She yelped, whimpered, and moaned, relieved of any potential shame at her loud.