Given that i was in the middle of a dry spell (i had broken up with my girlfriend and then there was the whole situation with the 19 year old), her as...s rubbing up against me created an "issue" that she seemed to be happy about because the harder i got, the bigger she would smile at me when she turned around. eventually we made it back to the table and she made it clear that she was coming home with me. we tried to make it less than obvious that we were leaving together, and she followed me to. He began to fuck her now, each time pulling out, her pussy clinging to the shaft until only the head was gripped snuggly, then he would thrust in, the powerful thrust would make her gasp in pain as she went from empty to full in seconds, each time his cock shoved farther inside her. Each time she begged him to go easier but he didn't seem to hear her or care, only intent on taking his pleasure from her body. His cock felt like it was going to come out her mouth, smashed painfully against her. So i go through with it. I pull off slowly but sweating at the same time. don't want to get caught. So am i pull off the sheets i see his bulge, and man it juts curves around his huge balls and i just want to sniff it and feel it with my hands, and at this point i can feel my pulse in my hands and in my breath. This was major what I was about to do and i'm so hard as of right now. For some reason I kinda felt his eyes were looking at me. So as i reached over slowly his body moved up against my. Just my luck I thought, no using the bitch today as she had workers in. But I thought as I am here I might as well pop in for a coffee. The side security gate was open for the gardeners to access their tools on the van so I opted not to ring the bell but just go around the back. Mrs Brooking has a large house with several entrances so I went through the utility room which is a large tiled floor space, with a washing machine, tumble dryer and wet room combined. I was about to call out “hello”.