.I’ve been sending lots of pics to Miss Velvetina. Both girls were impressed by how many pics I had of Her even though it was only a couple of weeks... before that I was told She was going to be there. Both girls were discussing the size of their bosoms and talking about bras (they let me see them measuring their bib tits later), touching their bosoms and emphasising their cleavages, and then Miss Velvetina flashed Her stocking-top and that pushed me over the verge. I’d been standing there in my. ... I was powerless to stop it. Inside my foggy mind wascrying for this to stop, to end this, but somehow those emotions werenot working their way out of my body.I swear someone was pounding on my head with a giant mallet, I triedopening my eyes but the bright sunlight of the outdoors blinded meinstantly so I strained to keep them closed. What had happened?My awareness was slowly coming back to me through a fog of a poundingheadache and nearly every inch of my body aching. When the. My tits are bouncing in time with his thrusts, and the flesh on my thighs and ass jiggles as he fucks me, relentlessly.Just when I think it couldn’t get any hotter, he moves one hand up to roughly squeeze my breasts, and the other one down to play with my clit. I catch our hazy reflection in the mirror above the sink, and I think it is one of the most erotic images I have ever seen. I only wish we were filming this; I want to be able to replay this moment, over and over again, for years to. While I wasn’t scared of Lisa herself, the situation could lead to consequences I would have to face later. Namely, her father’s wrath. If the lashes were because he thought I attempted to rape his daughter, what would he do if he found out we had full blown, wet and willing, gloriously unadulterated sex? Probably come after me with a bazooka!As much as I enjoyed the feel of Lisa pressed against me, I couldn’t allow this. I slipped along the cabinets and moved around the island.Lisa turned and.