I did not, as she perhaps expected, come to her rescue, just smiled at her. This was not the lovemaking, the sharing of intimacy that defined sex between Mary and I. I could hear Mary gulp and gurgle as she had to swallow, helping the invading cock push into her throat. Now Brent started using Mary roughly, ramming his swollen cock through her mouth and down her throat as hard as he wanted to. You tore my..Ouch!”
Her complaint became a surprised yelp when Brent grabbed her bra-clad breasts, his fingers probing and pinching at both nipples. As I had expected, Mary could not give in to her body’s need for sex. Mary was rigid in his grasp, completely caught by surprise. I was amazed that I was really aroused by Mary’s obvious distress at the rough treatment. As I had expected, Mary could not give in to her body’s need for sex. He kissed her full on the mouth, his right hand coming up her back to hold the back of her head, even as his left hand pressed low into the small of her back, keeping her groin against his. I moved closer, watching Brent grip the top of Mary’s head with one hand and the shaft of his cock with the other.
