DAMN IT as I punched the shower wall knocking all the shampoo on the ground. So I got out and went to my room to put some cloths on when all of heaven... graced me with the joy of seeing Ashley there on my bed with her legs crossed. Looking at those legs where a man’s dreams come true they were long and tan and perfectly shaped. She turned her head and looked up at me and said,” I figured I’d come by and see if you learned your lesson . . . here come sit next to me I want to get a better. Your cock is so hard. Fuck me harder please, I want it hard.” I bit my lip and beg with my eyes. I moan in his ear as I feel him speed up, pushing himself into me faster and faster. I can feel my pussy releasing so much juice. “Oh god Aimee you're juice is running down my legs.” He whispers back to me. I feel him hit my g-spot and my body starts to tingle with ecstasy. I moan a bit too loud. “Moan for me Aimee.” Donatello commands, I oblige and lean into him and moan with each thrust. “Oh, god. Your moans become louder, your body more alive with each moment. She's about to cum, I note to myself, silently urging you on. And then it happens. Your hands are still bound above you, holding you in place. You cry out and arch your back, your eyes screwed shut, simultaneously fighting your restraints and trying to thrust your soaking cunt against his fingers. Fuck me, she's beautiful. This is what I wanted to see. I can feel the heat from your body from way over here, smell your desire. His wife is a beautiful, curvy, perfect titted woman with full juicy lips and a very friendly personality. I often had her in my mind when I beat my cock into a frenzy. Even with a spacious house, for some reason I was put up in a room across the hall from the young couples, my cousin's wife's arrangement.Now I was a young, rebellious and horny young man(very horny). If I wasn't out fucking some girl, I would be in my room or washroom releasing my pressure. I would often come home late and.