“You know I’ve been holding back talking to you all night,” I whispered in her ear.She smiled coyly and replied, “Is that so?” She turned to... face me and let her breasts brush against my arm. “Why don’t you just tell me what you’re thinking then?”I moved closer to her and let my hand rest on her ass, “I want to take you upstairs, get you out of this dress, and fuck your brains out.”“I don’t know if your wife would like that idea,” she said as she moved even closer to me.I squeezed her ass hard. It was like her egging me on made me a bit mad.“Eerrgghh, Gawd!” I think I buggered her good, she was just moaning now.I kept going, my balls were getting ready to erupt and it seemed I had broken her.Gina collapsed on the hood with me still pounding into her.All I heard from her were moans.Her reflection was of someone drunk and almost passed out.Drool was trickling from her mouth.I wasn’t quite done yet so I kept going.When I let out a grunt or snort, I was on the verge of cumming.“AARRGGHH!”. "Michelle, your eyes are the windows to your soul. Sorry to disappoint you dear. Now, I have some work to do. You girls behave yourselves." He turned away from both girls and went over into the shadows.Michelle worked on the padding under the rope around her left wrist as she looked over at the table. She could hear the girl's hoarse, raspy breaths. Could see that she was trying hard not to cry. With the tape across her mouth, she was having a hard time trying to breath."M?"He didn't answer her. ..pleeeese?’‘So nice and stiff?’ the woman touched and twisted the vibrating head against the jutting tips; forcing Cindy to wriggle in delight as the ripples of sensation brought her on. ‘Or do you like to let it tickle your other lips too?’ The vibrator moved downwards, each touch making the young girl’s stomach muscles shiver and ripple with contractions. Cindy caught her breath, edging her feet apart as Fatima began to stroke the head over the fabric of her tiny thong? tantalising the girl.