The Wheelbarrow

"The Wheelbarrow?"

"Oh! that sounds like fun! I've never tried it but you can do me all you like in it!" she responded, barely able to contain herself.

"So what do I have to do?"

"Here, get on all fours on the front of the couch facing forward *towards the camera lens*, and I'll stand behind you up-straight."

The two re-positioned themselves according to Barry's instructions, Sheila poked her head down and ass up for him in an enticing manner, eagerly awaiting his next instructions.

"Now, I'm just gonna grab your legs and wrap them around my waist baby, I want you to hold yourself up with your arms as high as you can while I hammer into your pussy! Okay?"

"Haha, okay sweetie! Take good care of me!" she laughed

Barry pulled up her lower body to his own and as previously instructed - wrapped her legs around behind his waist. Sheila in turn pushed up her torso with her arms until they were both prepped in a comfortable and flexible posture, her huge shapely breasts now hanging below her and her nipples ever so gently rubbing against the couch fabric.

Barry began slowly teasing her slit with his hard-on gently coaxing her secretions out to lube the both of them up. Sheila began gently cooing in response - fully welcoming the sensations to her body, eager to taste every texture of his cock massaging her lower lips and clit. Her mouth was wide open and heavily panting in a hushed tone, her eyes closed to fully appreciate the feelings her body was receiving from him.

Barry picked up the pace and shifted from rubbing his glans against her opening to gliding his whole shaft along her cunt, quickly thrusting forward, then slowly pulling back and thrusting forward again. Sheila let out a small gasp on each thrust, completely smitten with the addictive pleasure he was dishing out to her and all too easily being played right into the palm of his hand.

"Haah..please honey you're driving me crazy! Give me your cock, I'm all yours!" she begged

"Oh I will baby, but first there's just a little something I need to you to do for me, and if you do it I'll pound you so hard you'll be numb all morning haha!"

"What do you want me to do! I'll give you whatever you want for a good hard pounding honey!"

"Ohohoho I'm glad! From now on call me "the Barrower". He demanded

"Yes Barrower! Anything you want!" she immediately replied.

Barry picked up the pace of his dry humping with each reply. Sheila's face became progressively more red and flushed in response.

"Tell me how much of a slut you are!"

"I'm nothing but a filthy slut that wants your cock Barrower!"

"Who do you belong to!?"

"I'm the Barrower's slut! He owns my pussy!"

"What's your name you stupid whore!?"

"My name's Sheila Satra! Haaaaah! I'm Millie's whore mommy!"

"Tell me you give your permission to be filmed as apart of the Barrower's conquered slut collection you bitch!"

There were faint alarms ringing in Sheila's head at this point. The final demand was way too specific to JUST be apart of the the sexy dirty-talk wasn't it?....Of course this thought was a very brief flicker, she had only a split second to decide as her brain was flooded with endorphins making her body plead to be fed Barry's cock entirely, and she certainly didn't want to make him ask again!