Charlotte moaned loudly as he worked his huge hard cock deeper into her rear passage.  She wasn't sure if she liked the feeling, it was wrong, but at the same time it felt so good.  She was shuddering hard with every stroke, her eyes closed, her body once more hit by that delicious feeling.  But there was more, there was a darkness to the feeling, more than when...she felt him rub her clit ands he bucked hard under him.<br/><br/>“Ooooo Sir” she cried as another orgasm tore through her, she whimpered, thrashing about, writhing.  She was exhausted, sore, stiff, but she felt so very good.  She continued to moan the whole time he was buried in her, waiting for him to cum.  She wanted him to fill her rear with his cum.  She wondered when she might be fucked again....her eyes went to Mr GoodFellow.  She was panting, moaning hard, her gaze on him...