I soon realized that Rebecca would have it worse than I had, as Miss made it immensely clear that she would not stop pounding into Rebecca's sex until... she was forced to orgasm. Added to that, after the inevitable pause to photograph the protruding toy, Miss did not move immediately to the next, larger one, but fucked her ass with each one as well.And so, for hours, there I was stretched out to watch. Each time I heard Rebecca's ragged moans at her use, and then even more tormented ones as she. They just didn’t make her feel comfortable. Because of that fact, whenever she would wear these particular shorts, bending over would give a great view of her ass to whomever could see as the shorts would form tightly around her buttocks and delve deep into her ass crack.She composed herself and wiped her eyes in the rear-view mirror of her car then fixed her sexy short black hair before exiting it and beginning her trek to the market. Just then, a plain white van pulled into the parking lot. Tell the man how much you want him to fuck you."Sandy looked from the blur she knew to be Karen to the blur standing between her thighs, the blur connected to the rock hard cock in her belly, then back toward Karen. Shaking her head and whimpering, Sandy felt totally helpless. "Tell him, Blondy," Karen said in a much more commanding voice. Placing her hand over Sandy's left breast, the big girl began to squeeze the tender organ.Groaning from the dull ache that spread through her chest and. And nice. It’s hard to keep up.’ Sarah laughed. ‘Thank you. I’ll try to go slower.’ Wyatt learned from talking to Sarah that her dad had moved her and her mom to Ohio from Nebraska when she was six. And they had just moved farther south in Ohio that week. Wyatt listened attentively, genuinely caring about what she said. At one point, a slower song came on. Sarah asked, ‘Would you like to dance, Wyatt?’ Wyatt nodded, gulped nervously, then followed Sarah to the dance floor. She put her arms.