Her expression softened, it was almost as if she had forgotten that I was there at first. She smiled and her hands began moving again, slower, more de...liberate, loosening and tightening her grip around specific parts of my prick. My bottom lip quivered as I watched her watching me. “What do you want me to do sweetheart?” She finally spoke. Her voice was soft, sultry and flirtatious, a way she’s never sounded when talking to me before. She’s had my cock in her hands loads of times, and has. " No?" No. He has a dislocated elbow. I think he fell."Olivia smiled. "Sounds like a shame." Yeah. It's a shame he gave up so fast. I would have liked to have takenhis teeth."I looked up. "Luther had done time," I said. "He's a bad ass." No," Vanessa said. "He isn't." How can I thank you," Lauren said.Vanessa smiled at her. "There is no thanks necessary. But I'd like dinner." Done," Lauren said. "I'll be glad to buy your dinner." And I'd be glad to order out. What do you think, Abby?" I think I. I grab her tits in both hands, gently squeezing and kneading them, feeling her nipples harden as she starts to pant and groan. I undo her shorts and they fall to her feet. She grinds her mound harder into me rubbing herself against my rough denim shorts, all the time becoming increasingly aroused.In a deep husky voice she calls out."Fuck me Mark, fuck me here, now, against that tree. Fuck me. Stick your cock up me hard. Come on fuck my cunt, shag your dirty slutty bitch. Stick your shaft up my. Jennifer also notices the cars and let's out a whoop. "Alright!" she exclaimed. "I'm ready to fuck." "Sit down," I tell her. "Put your top back on." "Why, I'm just going to be taking it off again," she whines, but she does as I say. "These guys are a little skeptical about all of this and I don't want to scare them off," I tell her. "Let me introduce you and help get the ball rolling." "OK Master," she said. I feel uncomfortable with her calling me Master, but I don't think I should.