Avoiding his gaze, she groaned internally and dropped her head on to the table. "Can you turn off the light off on your way out?" The light flicked of...f leaving her in her favorite blue glow. She heard the door close softly. She let out a frustrated sigh. "Rough day?" He hadn't left. He was standing right behind her chair bathed in the blue light of the idle projector. It highlighted his five o'clock shadow and made him look both approachable and mysterious at the same time. She found herself. Slowly he started pumping the entire length of his cock inside my pussy. Our rhythm was erraticAt first as we were trying to adjust to each other’s pace but after 2-3 minutes our bodies started moving in a steady rhythm and we were matching each other stroke by stroke. I loved his strokes and my soft erotic moans were audible in the room. Mark fucked me in missionary position for around 5-7 minutes. Then he turned me over and asked me to go on my knees. He inserted his dick doggie style in my. ..' Mister Sinclare replied '...yeah that's right I'm gonna need a little something to open up this here ass hole. Look there by the chair...' I could see but I knew he got the grease and smeared it into my buttcrack and into my anal opening. Mister Sinclare said to them '...this boy's ass seem to tight for y'all to have been fucking it like you said. I'm gonna have me some fun today...' I winched in agony as Mister Sinclare pushed his semi hard penis into my anus. Once his penile ridge had. The tension between us was palpable, but not wanting to be the first to make a move I just kept turning, three, four, five times, until I felt her hand on my waist as my back was turned. The touch was like an electric shock, but I kept turning with her hand still on my waist, until I was facing her again. As we looked at each other her other hand came up to join the first, so she had a firm hold on me. She tucked her thumbs under the waistband of my thong, gently pulling me closer to her and.