"I already said, I got it, ok," barked Sam in a slightly deeper voice from the bathroom. "Go have sex already! I can smell you from here. Just please ...close the bathroom door and bedroom doors. I hear my parents screwing all the time at home. It is gross."Kay gave me a nice view of her butt as she rushed back toward the guest room and then turned towards me to do just as Olivia had been doing. She quickly disappeared into the room and got onto the guest bed. I heard her let out a low moan as I. Bound and gagged with a rod up my ass Marty knew I had no say in anything he wanted to do. I shook my head, No. Marty smiled and came off the couch. Turning the riding crop he put the bottom of the grip to my slit and slowly slid it back between my folds until it hit the metal dildo below my ass. Moving the crop just a little caused it to press against and move over my clit. Marty withdrew it just as slowly on the other side of my clit. I couldn't stop the catch in my breathing feeling it slide. She rotated her hips and pressed her pelvis hard against his straining erection. John was melting before her eyes. She had total control.She slid her breasts down over his chin to his chest. As she did, she she looked directly into the iPads camera and smiled. “I hope you’re enjoying this as much as I am Bill! “ flashed thru her mind.”I wonder if you’re jerking off now?”Betsy sat up with her ass directly on his throbbing erection. She looked at John as he lay mesmerized below her. She began to. Boy, was I wrong. I was forced to start over and prep the food just right to his liking- and cooked to his obsurdedly high standards. It was a laborous task, yet deep down inside, I enjoyed a challenging client- which my husband was. There is one taste he never complains about- and that is the one inbetween my legs. Every night- even sometimes during my period- my husband loves to crawl down in between my legs and lick his lips inside of my pussy. He normally starts close to the asshole and.