I... oh shit... please!" Please what?" her grey eyes searched for mine.I was out of breath from yelling like a maniac. She was still fucking the hell ...out of me, so I couldn't gain any energy. I wanted her to stop-partially. It was feeling absolutely too damn good. I couldn't take it anymore.I kept trying to escape, but I was pinned between her and the big rocks behind me. Still, I tried to scoop off the rubber penis."Please what?" she repeated."She wants you to stop!" a loud voice announced a. Jake rimmed Amys asshole with his forefinger. She wasnt squirming, not yet, but he knew she would. He rubbed his cum onto the entry of the hole and his cock grew stiffer. He stopped kissing her tits and looked up at Amys face. Her eyes were shut tight and her head turned to one side. She still couldnt see him very well. She had no idea who he was. He wanted her eyes open, wanted her to look down at his head and see it was him. Jake plunged his finger deep into Amys ass. She jumped involuntarily. "How about now," he said. "Oh, sure," I said kind of surprised that he had the stamina. I stayed upstairs as Matt slipped on his sweatpants and went downstairs to wait for her. I heard the doorbell ring as I watched from my secret spot at the top of the stairs. "Where's Amanda," I heard Mrs. Miller ask. "She went to get some stuff for my birthday dinner," Matt said. "Oh, happy birthday stud," she said while pulling the string on his sweatpants. "So, hubby's gone, I assume," Matt said. "Yeah,. Then was kissing her lips and suddenly inserted my finger in full force. She screamed and tears started rolling down her eyes. I was continuously kissing so that she is fine. I got to know that she was bleeding. I took some tissues and wiped her pussies.After some time I asked her whether she is ok. She told little pain is there. Then I applied some Vaseline in her inner walls of the vagina. And even some saliva. She was feeling better. She relaxed. She was lying in my lap. My tool started.