He reached back and stroked my waist, reaching up to my shoulders. He caught hold of the bottom of my braid and tugged slightly at it so that I would ...lift my head up. Instead of fastening our lips together, I softly poked his lower lip with the tip of my tongue. He stuck out his tongue, but I restrained myself and moved to avoid him, before I did it again. He let out an irritated sound of both anticipation and need. I took that as a sign to abruptly plunge my tongue inside his mouth. He jumped. She reached down with her fingers and wiped up some of his cum and licked it off her fingers. He finally leaned in and kissed her and said, “You’re fucking beautiful. Let’s do this again.” He was getting dressed, so I ran back around to the garage and waited for him to leave. I stayed there until a few minutes after 8:00, then went in and went back to the bedroom. Lisa said, “I didn’t hear you drive up,” but I played it off. I asked her what happened because I wanted to see if she gave me. She seemed to be desperate to cum quickly, to relieve herself of the pent up sexual intoxication. She came loudly and fast, grinding herself over her master’s cock, burying it deeply within her, using every millimetre of its length for her own pleasure. His hands were reaching up gripping her writhing buttocks, pulling her down onto himself as he too let go, spasming and grunting under her. The master pushed Jaz off him and the table as he gasped for air. She looked a bit disappointed as she. Men only see this kind of thing in the rarest of photos. The pretzel worthy sex position never to actually be encountered in real life, only by some other lucky bastard. Lifting her foot gently, Eric moved it higher until meeting a slight resistance near her ear. Slowly he pressed further until it really did pop into place. Taking the second foot in a repeated motion he did the same but the previously placed foot caused some additional difficulty. Alexis reached up and assisted him, pulling on.