Late afternoon winter sunshine angled in through her bedroom’s bamboo blinds and that, along with the candles she habitually burned on the bedside t...able, gave the room a sepia tint. This is the way they usually spelled themselves and talked between fucks.He was hoping that she wasn’t interested in a long story. It had been a week since they’d been together and had just gone at each other like animals—a fast, hard, pent-up-lust fuck, classic missionary as he hammered into her without restraint.. He kept his cock still for a moment deep inside Neeta's pussy, allowing Neeta to enjoy this. Then he slowly began moving his dick in and out of her lovely pussy. A real fuck was started. Birthday boy was fucking his birthday gift.We, me and Neeta already had our strong orgasms once that night, and I knew my husband is capable to fuck two ladies at a time because he last for a long time before he release his cum shots from his cock in fuck session.He kept at a slower pace so that Neeta can enjoy. My bottom was pinched as girls brushed past. Twice I was actually yanked by the cock, and dragged off to another small group. There had to be forty or so women, of all ages, in the room, and I am sure I got to every one of them.It was then decided that I should make the official acknowledgements for individual and team performances for the year just completed. I had to stand on one of the benches that clung to the walls of the room, and read from a list, the names of those who were receiving. The way he touched her and pressed his fingers into her skin; how she relished his dominating movements – skin slapping on skin. She needed to focus and answer his questions. “I serve you, Master.” She did her best to hide her enjoyment, but she managed to elicit a moan through her words. And she hoped like hell he didn’t sense it. Thankfully, he didn’t; he was too lost in his own pleasure, slapping his heavy hand against her taut skin, leaving a delicious sting on her rear end. The sound of.