That’s what you said.”“What if he turns out to be a psycho?” she said nervously.“He’s got no access to you,” I explained. “All he has ...s this site. No name, phone number, email, nothing.”A waitress appeared and started clearing the table, so we decided to leave it till later.“We could go upstairs,” I suggested.“What’s upstairs?”“My room,” I said simply. “We won’t be disturbed there, so we can get you up and running. You’ll need a picture. Got one?”“You can take one,” she said bravely as we. She squirmed, enjoying the momentary postponement of pleasure. In a surprise move he sunk his cock into her bum, causing her to lose all looks of pleasure from her face. She reached behind to slow him down, stop him from simply tearing her in two with his massive penis. When she could accommodate him, she relaxed and her breathing returned to normal. In deference he slowed down his strokes, instead taking pleasure in withdrawing his cock as far as possible, before slowly pushing it in to the. I also noticed she was setting up her laptop; I hadn’t thought to bring mine.The owner of the accounting firm, a Mister Samuel Henning, made his appearance and greeted Elsa. I had expected him to hand off the briefing to a subordinate, but it was evident that he would handle the briefing himself. When Elsa introduced me, he acknowledged my presence, and told me to call him Sam. He then returned his attention to Elsa, and what she needed.Elsa explained that the reason she wanted a briefing on. Looking into her once pretty face, now contorted with lust made me slam harder and faster. Her tits jiggled with each thrust, and she egged me on, demanding that I drown her in sperm."You want cum? I'll give you cum, you slut!" Yeah! Empty your balls in me, fucker!"And I did! I never thought I could come that much. Four hefty squirts which were dribbling out and down her ass crack before I even had a chance to pull out."Jesus! Don't waste it!" she panted scooping up the pearly liquid with her.