Jij lacht. Zij lacht. Ik lach. Het zijn verleidelijke lachen. Lachen waarin je voelt met welk een honger er gekeken wordt. Zeker die van hem. Maar ook... die van haar. Ja, ze zijn aan elkaar gewaagd. Onze stappen vertragen. Noem het slow motion. Gracieus zet jij je laatste stappen naar de tafel. Tergend traag. Ik net zo. Hij kan je nu bijna aanraken. Iedereen houdt de adem in. Die twee zitten naast elkaar. Hij links, zij rechts. Jij staat voor hem, ik sta voor haar. De tafel is laag, laag genoeg.. Do..(smack).. it..(smack)...” There was no malice in his voice only longing; and although, each smack was hard I couldn’t help but moan. It felt so good. “Yes, Jon,” I moaned out. “I promise it won’t happen again.” With a few more smacks he turned me around and leaned me back against the car. He slid his hand down and over my breast, down my stomach and straight to my vagina. ”Whose pussy is this?” he asked sliding a finger in. I moaned but couldn’t answer. It was my first time feeling this. After about 5 mins she reappeared wearing a black silk dressing gown. she took her cup and we sat together in the main living room."John" she asked "can i be completely honest with you." Of course" i replied"There are things about me you dont know, things that i'm not proud of but nonetheless are a part of my life. Barry tried and ultimately failed to give me what i wanted. I've known you now for a couple of years and I know that you can keep a confidence"I was intrigued now, and thought for. His cock was a leaking pre-cum, he used this to lube my butt hole. With a lunge he plunged into my waiting anus, I gasped and grunted from surprise as his huge cock head invaded my rectum. Slowly he plunged in and out of my butt causing me to groan and moan as he relentlessly sexed my bottom. I was extremely horny and getting hornier with each stroke of his cock. Soon I was laying on my stomach with the stranger on my back plowing deep into my anal opening. Suddenly the stranger grabbed my.