Carol Moved Forward
I Felt Jen Move In Tighter
She Then Lifted Them
Carol Grabbed My Rigid
She Began To Stroke
Feeling This Caused
| She had remained static, aware that even the slightest movement would cause him to lose his rhythm within the slippery hollow. She had closed her eyes, tried not to think of him looking at her streaming cunt under the harsh 60 watt bulb.
The leather belt had felt cold and calculating against the skin of her ass as he rubbed it up and down her crack, across her slit. His cock long and thin like his body, stretching to greet her as the last of his clothing fell away.
On the bed, he spread his shirt, his neatly pressed trousers. He had lifted her onto his clothes, adjusted her into position on her knees. She had then watched in fascinated awe, beyond protest, as he gripped the little, blue string between his teeth and pulled it downward. Sex and blood. Blood and sex dripping from her cunt onto the linoleum. His hands clasped her ass, refused to let her move. Despite the discreet plug, there were juices forming sticky toffee at the tops of her legs.
As Carol Did This Jen
I Raised My Left Leg
Watching Them Concentrate
Her Technique Of Stroking
I Had No Choice But
As I Did This Jen Got
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