I spanked her and pulled her hair. She dug her nails into my back. I fucked her hard, grinding my cunt into hers, feeling our cum-soaked clits rubbing... one another. Her head kept banging up against the car door. She was gasping for air in between thrusts, and talking dirty to me the whole time. It was passionate, almost savage, hot, dirty fucking. Eventually, I started to worry about her getting hurt. I had watched her head banging into the car door, orgasm after orgasm, and I had a feeling she. Yeees”, I could hardly utter, as her hand closed around my length. She stroked me gently at first and then more strongly, and the complete strangeness of this erotic situation made me cum rather quickly, and jets of my white creamy sperm shot up in the air from her hand. “I’m so sorry, I don’t usually do that so quickly”, I apologised. “Oh no, that’s fine”, she said. “May I taste it?” She bent down and lapped, that’s the only phrase I could use to describe her action, at the bed covering. The one or two benefits did notoutweigh how wrong his body felt. Eric really wanted to go home spend aday at Kathy's favorite spa, grab her boyfriend, lock themselves in ahotel room and not come out for a week."Do you mind if you take the first watch with the Baroness?"Eric looked up as Owein approached. "Not at all." So how do you think today went?" Good, I guess other than the almost getting killed thing," The Huscarllaughed. "I'm not really the person to ask though. Her Excellency saidthat. ..Mr Ayden...you're really hard...." he gulped and smirked. "You're a great massage girl..." he wasn't sure what to say. It then dawned on her what she was doing, "Oh my gosh!" she took her hand away. "I'm so sorry Mr. Ayden uhm why...why don't I leave I'm sorry." She got up and headed towards the door. "Wait! Lany please don't leave." She turned towards him with some stray tears in her eyes. "I won't tell if you won't tell." She looked at him in a confused manor. He began to blush. She sniffed.