My body was on fire, I was in sexual heaven, with the most depraved thoughts going trough my mind. I wanted my cock sucked, I wanted to suck her cunt,... I wanted to suck cock, I wanted to fuck this man's wife, I wanted to cum real big time. My mind was in a swirl. I collapsed to the floor after about ten minutes of my body being pressed by theirs and by their hands probing my body and my hands carressing and stroking theirs. That's when the real action started. The woman took my cock in her mouth. I moan around you. Picking me up you push me over the bed. You run the head of your shaft along my slit and I try to push back but your hand on my back keeps me from moving. Beg. You say, as you run your head up and down my shaft. I moan and whine as you hit my clit and arch a little. Please master. Please give it to me, fill me up , please! And with that you slide half way into me and I scream with pleasure. Almost going head long over the edge. I want you to cum for me Moin Chiot. Now. And. "Look!" the voice demanded. She could not see him well, just a shadow behind her chair, but she knew he was there. There watching her. Watching her watch herself. She could not close her eyes, could not look away from her naked, open body reflected back in that cold, revealing mirror. She could feel the ties in her hair, the ones holding her to that horrid chair pull again as he released her braid. She had no room for movement in her head, could not turn away from her own image.She could feel. It felt oh so good – and knowing she was doing this on a plane escalated her desire. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man glancing at her. He thought she couldn’t see, so he kept looking at her breasts, peeking out the top of the skimpy material. She saw him graze her body with his eyes, always returning to her breasts. She kept on pretending to read, slowly and firmly stroking her clit – barely moving her finger so as to not bring any attention to what she was doing. Her long, soft.