.. I start grinding my pussy on his thigh.. as he sucks on my nipples, then as he feels my wet pussy leave juice on his leg, I begin to get up and fee...l his hand in between my legs, and he slides his 2 fingers into me and i let out a gasp as I lean back.. he starts fucking me with his fingers.. slow at first.. then he goes faster and faster, rubbing that spot inside my pusssy..I get up and his fingers slide out of me, and licks all my pussy juice off his fingers, he loves my taste... then I. Anyway I am the planner, the man impalling your anal at the moment is the kidnapper and the man behind me is the reenactor. The reenactor holds up a tablet showing a porn video. It's of one women and three guys. The women is riding one man cowgirl style in her anus. She also has a cock in her mouth and a cock impalling her pussy over and over again. Nooo you can't rape me, I haven't done anything wrong. Especially not to you. No you haven't you just had the misfortune of crossing our path. Now. She begrudged him none except the set he kept here -- the one place she and her husband might have had some chance for personal contact.There was another aspect of Cynthia's view. If she ignored or looked beyond her husband, she saw the piano which in a happier age she herself had played sometimes while her little daughter Ellen danced. These last weeks Ellen seemed to have matured over night and, in fact, was becoming rather wild, even unmanageable. Just as Cynthia was not at the piano, Ellen. His stomach cramps were getting worse by the hour, his thoughts becoming ever more salacious. He had tried in vain to ‘will’ himself to cum, by imagining a sexual situation or adventure, a fantasy where intense mental concentration would transmute into something tangible. He’d long to put his hand on his cock, so that physical stimulation matched mental. But the casts on his arms prevented him from doing so, holding him prisoner, defying and denying him every time.That last hurdle was so.