I want you to fuck me facing the Eiffel Towel. The view is absolutely stunning.” Mark lightly spanked her ass. “Look what we have here. No panties... Miss Andrea?” She smiled. “I knew you were coming and just thinking about it made me wet.” “Naughty, naughty girl,” Mark said softly as his hand traveled to her hairless pussy. “Mmm… baby, you’re wet and ready. I like that. Hey, I have something for you. It’s my dirty Santa gift.” He reached in his pocket and pulled out a red velvet box. When Mark. Her cunt lips were thick and pink. It was a beauty to watch. Rubbing her clit with my cock made love juices started to flow from her cunt in abundance wetting her thighs. I knew that this fuck was going to be the best that I had ever had. As I leaned toward her she guided my cock into her. The head of my dick touched that hot wet pussy and I wanted to drive every inch into her on the first thrust. And I did. I pushed my cock a few inches into her wetting cunt. It was so warm and soft. And then. Everyone continued to talk and behave semi normally. But the sexual tension in the room was absurdly high."Hi." Dean's breath tickled my neck as he came up behind me. "How's the sunburn." His hand roamed over my ass gently."Hi." I squeaked and took a sip of my rum. "Sunburn is ok, not bad at all." I smiled at him. Dean was at least safe. He was wearing his typical white tight slacks. The shirt, opened to show off gold chains, was a light blue."What do you think of the party?" Dean asked. His. . when you're in anorphanage.." while she mimed scrubbing the floor.She rolled over on her back, kicked the air in mock frustration, sat upand did these frantic, robotic arm movements that I think were supposedto be something the kids did in the movie version. The whole time shedid all this crazy choreography, she sang what must have been half the"Hard Knock" song; while her speaking voice was pretty sexy, hersinging left a lot to be desired apart from enthusiasm. I'm prettysure she didn't.