She gagged, jerking back just enough to cough, and one of Greg’s hands went to the underside of her jaw while the other spanned the back of her head just above Steve’s hair-wrapped fist. The lobby housed a fountain that was a miniature of the pools outside, the subdued ambient lighting allowing more and brighter lights beneath the water to illuminate the ceiling and the rest of the room in glowing, writhing strips. Amateur porn We know you are a relatively private person, so I don’t believe we’re in danger of being ratted out by you. I want to see how hard I can make a couple of D’s swing while I fuck her throat.” Zoe struggled to back away, but Greg’s hands held her firm. He took a step back, then intoned to his companion, “hold her head still.” She felt Steve’s hand rest gently on the top of her head and push down slightly, and Zoe understood his meaning.
