Her bobbed hair was quickly plastered to her skullin the driving rain. When the lightening lit up the landscape he could seeher flinch. Her big mournf...ul eyes pleading with him. She looked like a waif,it always was her way at getting round him, he was too sentimental but notthis time he thought. Lucinda remained exposed to the lashing of the torrentialrain and terrorised by the celestial eruptions that threatened to tear theearth apart and her with it. She had stopped trying to protect her. She stopped and straightened her stance without pulling away and just said slowly ‘Oh… my…’. ‘Naw coffer yore eyez, mein fraulien!’ her commandant commanded as she was thankful the auditory torture session earned her a temporary reprieve. Gwen’s hands covered her eyes as I guided her through the dining room. The smell of warm melted chocolate and brandy filled the senses. ‘Chocolat? I know your favorite!’ I said, guiding her to the kitchen bar. Her eyes popped open ‘Jim, you’re kidding me!. The older woman screamed and raised her head, but as a joyously grinning Georgina began to vigorously move her hand backwards and forwards, the cries turned to gasps and finally moans of submission. Her head fell back onto the cushion. I watched, deeply aroused and frankly rather envious of the treatment she was receiving.She climaxed quickly, crying out in Dutch, but Georgina did not falter. In fact, if anything, she increased the rate and vigour of her movements. As Elena’s second spend. She breathed excitedly, "Intense. So intense."As my finger did on Wednesday, my cock found Ronnie narrower than Martha, but deeper, and the dulling condom had me wondering how it really felt inside her. The condom slowed me down; there was just enough sensation to keep me hard in her -- that, along with Ronnie's hypnotic gaze into my eyes. Martha moved upward on her tummy, her face near Ronnie's. She stroked Ronnie's hair and whispered, "Does it feel better, easy and slow?" Ronnie kept her eyes.