Otoman Pounding

I allowed myself to be paraded out to the living room, giggling as he grabbed me, holding me tightly upon him, aware of the other guests were watching on with some vested interest. I could feel their gaze upon my exposed nudity, and find myself enjoying the experience. Once he led me into the center of the, he stopped and turned to face me, a broad smile plastered on his face. "A naughty whore needs to be properly rewarded."

I gasp as I find myself spun around, completing a complete turn and ending up next to him as if performing a dance. I gasp aloud, finding myself excited, catching a glimpse of the onlookers. I felt myself melting upon him, my naked body pressed tightly against his. I giggled softly and found us kissing as our lips met. I felt my eyes fluttering shut, only to gasp aloud as he goosed my ass, grasping it roughly in his right hand. I heard laughter from Tiffany and Lance as he held me tight.

Just then he moved me around, and I found myself moving to be before him, and I had to leave over, against the ottoman to keep my balance, hearing him laugh from behind, and I gasp aloud, fought off guard by the suddenness of the movement. I held myself still for a moment before I bought myself giggling, amused and aroused by the whole situation. He held onto to me with his left hand, deftly grasping me around my waist, and I heard his pants zipper being undone. I let out a gasp as his cock rubbed across my clit, roughly passing over my shaved mound, and I gasp aloud as arousal exploded in my very being, my mind very much desiring what I expected he was after.

I held myself still before him, pressing my ass, held high, my legs spread, before him, as his rock-hard member once more rubbed across my skin, his right hand pulling on my hair, yanking my head back. I gasp aloud, my breath quickly growing ragged, as his member plowed into me, stretching me hard upon himself. I led out.a moan, crying out loudly, as I orgasmed as he pressed himself deep into me. "Ooooooo .... AAAhahahh YYYYeeeaassAAAA aaaAAAaaAHHHH.", my cry laud, not caring who may hear, as he pulled out and thrust himself even deeper into me. I felt myself being shoved forward, holding on tight, my head mere inches from the table's surface, as I brought myself back up into place. I cried out again as he thrust himself deep into me, feeling him roughly claim me before my guests. My mind was awash with desire as I orgasm again, knowing he was openly using me and desiring nothing else ... aside from him to keep doing it.

I felt my orgasm, hitting more and more frequently, as he started to slowly, powerfully, pound himself into me, stretching my insides hard, each thrust sending him deeper than the last. I. could see Tiffany and Lance, watching, as the scene unfolded, finding myself, odd as it may seem, aroused by being so watched. I noticed then the door to my condo was still open, but gave it no mind, choosing not to care as he pounded me, my cries growing louder. My body seem rushed, as I **** myself to hold in place, letting him use me, urging him on as he took me before them. Each thrust brought him from the ti to buried deep in me, hitting me powerfully, shoving me forward with each thrust, threatening to shove my face into. the end table.

Finally, I felt his balls slap against my pussy lips, and I cried out loud as I climaxed ag the sensation. pressed me against him, my head down, ass up, as he pounded me hard, shoving me forward. I gasp aloud, my cry ragged and primal, as my nose bumped into the glass. I cried out in surprise, moaning loudly as I **** myself back into place, feeling his cock plunging back in moments later. Just then I heard a cry from Tiffany, not to mention males chortling, and as I turned my gaze their way, I found myself face to face with ...