It was a game; she wanted to see how long he could take her.Harry smirked back at her, he didn’t feel too close to his orgasm yet, the pain in his b...ack dampened most of his lust.Pansy begun panting heavily and Harry realised she might reach another orgasm before he came. If she did he would win their unspoken game. Even though Harry could feel his control slipping, he started meeting her thrusts more forcefully hoping to please her more then she pleased him.Pansy increased the tempo and also. I brush the palm of my handover the outside of her panties where I have spread her legs and canfeel that they are already slightly damp.“You are mine, Connie, and I want to make love to you. I want to lookat your beautiful body.” I push aside the cloth that is stillcovering Connie’s body, until I can see her breasts. I kneel on thefloor between her legs, pushing them open a bit farther, and gentlytouch each breast with one hand, cupping them and feeling her nipplesgrow taut. Your turn, Emma."Petite blonde Emma Wagstaff was standing off to the side. She smiled and slid out of her soft white robe, revealing a black string bikini underneath. Emma had a younger, college coed look. She was perky but bustier than you would think. Imogen was taller and more voluptuous with heavy 36C breasts."Those lights were pretty hot," Imogen said as she stepped off the set."I know," the photographer said sympathetically. "Why don't you go shower off. Take your time." He indicated a. I won’t be here to listen to your annoying voice. Besides, this room is soundproof, so if you decide to yell nobody will hear you. I don’t think you will anyway. I know you want this. You’re really a cocksucker aren’t you, boy?”“Yes ma’am,” I confessed my hidden gay desires.“I knew it the moment you and your puny dick responded to our ad,” she laughed. With that said, she covered my eyes with a thick leather blindfold, like a sleep mask. “There. You won’t be wandering around our house now..