As powerful as the feelings were from the hands that touched him, the female needed more. She twisted so that she was laying across the male’s legs ...and pushed her ass upward into the air.Marcella, trying to cope with the testosterone-driven thoughts which raced through her body, watched as the female turned across her lap and thrust her ass up into the air. She knew what was driving that action. Richard never seemed to catch on, but she needed to be spanked. It wasn’t so much that she needed. Nothing turns me on more than getting fucked from behind while getting my hair pulled and being called a bitch or daddies little slut. I guess some how he read my mind. I start moaning and it seems like he is getting deeper and deeper inside me. Im clutching the end of the table trying to hold on because the dick is just that good right now. He smacks my ass then pulls my hair , " What's my name bitch?" He growls as he is pounding out my insides. "Denis" I scream. " DENIS!"I feel his other had. " We can seek the warmth of the sun!" she grinned red-cheeked at me, hand covering the mouth. "And your skin is so fair that a little color won't hurt it! And you could stand to lose a little weight," she winked at me pleasantly."And money?" I asked, feeling my belly. It was not big, now was it? And could I do anything about the sunburns? I suddenly got a funny feeling, a prickling in my fingers."Well, I..." she began. Then her face twisted, and she seemed to suffer some internal turmoil. After. At this point, if the stereo had not been turned up, she would have been making enough noise that the commotion would have been easily heard outside the room. She tried to get up, but with one guy holding hands above her head she wasn't able too. She tried crying out, I am sure it hurt her when he pushed in, no lube and he wasn't gentle at all. With the one guy holding her hands above her head, the other guy started pounding into her hard. Every time he pushed into her she let out a little "Uh".