Sara worked her clit against the base of his cock feeling pleasure pour through her body from the friction. She knew from the look on his face and the...small groans that escaped his lips that he wouldn't be able to take much more of this teasing. Sara placed her head on his shoulder and whispered into his ear "take me to bed daddy"...Mark had been on edge from the very moment he woke the next morning and found himself in Sara's bed. He couldn't believe that the night before had really happened. “Oh, fuck, yes! I so hoped that we could work together! By the way, my parents play golf and tennis with the owners of this place, even go to the Derby together. Trust me, you’re as good as hired if I ask them, and I will, and what’s more, you’ll never get fired, either! Just try not to make me look bad, please,” Anne-Marie urged me, even as she got us set up with popcorn and soda.“Honey, I would never do that to you, okay?” I told my sweet Belgian lover, caressing her cheek as we headed for. He started to rub, and pinch my clit while making love to my pussy with his tongue bringing me closer and closer to an orgasm. I could feel tingling running up and down my body as I came."Oh my God, Martin! OH OH OH!!!!" I yelled out gasping for air. Martin finished cleaning me up, leaned over me, and kissed me. I could taste myself on him, and it made me want him even more."My turn!" I say with a grin as I got up on my knees and pushed him lightly so he would lay down. I licked my lips as I. Once inside the bedroom by herself she dropped the smile. She was tired and she ached. He was in the kitchen as she got undressed and headed for the shower. But then, the bedroom door opened and she saw him, as she pulled the towel around her. He said, before your shower, shawty, you got to stretch out again. She smiled, hoping that was really code for fucking. Becuzz the sight of him standing there, all cut up and toned, made her super wet. He took her hand and guided her to the bed. He took.