"Tell me." I love it a lot." She hissed. It must have hurt. Good, he thought. I hope it hurts. He pushed more of himself into her, then pulled back ou...t, leaving only the head still inside her. Then he repeated the same movement as he heard Maria tell him how good it felt. "That's right, Maria.. It feels good." He humped her some more, making her ass jiggle and bounce off of his belly and abs. Slow at first, then faster and faster as the seconds flew by. After a while, he was ramming himself. " "Give me a little spin" he said with an open mouth from excitement. I gave him a spin and said "let’s find more clothes for me to put on then we can play a game." he then asked "what kind of game?" "I'll tell you when I'm all dressed!"We began our search we found a red plaid skirt a pink bra that matched the panties I was already wearing a red tank top for the shirt. He said “OK that should complete the outfit." “Something is missing" I explained "where are your sisters shoes?" he went to her. When I got home, I carefully hid my spycam in the dirty clothes basket across the room directly opposite the commode. I had it set it up to come on automatically when the bathroom light came on.When Lynn arrived about seven thirty, we went immediately to work. I was all business. She admitted that she was not feeling well and wanted to get done as quickly as possible. She was rather lethargic, and I sensed that her menstruation flow was exceptionally heavy and she was severely cramping. After. The arch of pure elation sets perfectly atop the writhing sea of black follicles. She steps outside into the waning day. Twilight is setting in. She’s got that Friday-seven-thirty feeling in her bones, and she’s ready to make the world what she wants it to be.The car ride is a blur of valium and oxycotton, but she has her head on straight when she gets to six-oh-nine; her favourite disco in clubland. She checks her eyes, lips, and hair in the rear view mirror before she tugs on the handle.