Taking Beth part 4
Part one Jackson was sitting up with Beth in his lap. His right hand pushing her ass hard against his body. Her legs either side of his torso. They had been fucking for at least an hour, the usual rough, controlling stuff that Beth now craved. As much as any junkie did their fix. Her bottom showed the red marks from the riding crop that Jackson had smacked her with many times. Then he had carried her around the room for ages, screwing her hard and fast in his arms, while she held on for dear life. Her cries of pleasure echoing around the room. Then in need of a little rest they had collapsed together onto a table. They were both panting hard as Beth settled into his lap. Jackson from his exertion and …