.." ... this is it, " he finished under his breath.Elaina heard him and her brow furrowed, a precursor to a frown. Before the clouds in her eyes coul... fully form, Robby grabbed his own bootstraps ... and kissed her.It was everything he could have imagined.He didn't just dive in and crush her lips with his. Mindful of the fangs behind those cool, lush lips, he lightly brushed her lips with his, supping at the pillowy flesh with tender pecks, nipping her lips with his. Her lips pursed as she. I don't deal with c***dish games. I like it to be raw and passionate", the man replied. Annette let out a small shudder of pleasure as she looked at the man. He was super attractive and she could feel her body move next to him as if drawn like a magnet. "So, what's your name? Haven't seen you in here before", the man inquired."Annette. But it can be something else. This is a fetish club after all. I should've used my fake name, but I trust you and I like your demeanor," Annette stated. "A. The attendant was standing just outside the treatment room and I was just sliding into this very tight and now, very wet, pussy.... the sexy pussy that belonged to this sexy MILF who I had seduced, extorted and now owned.I drove ALL the way in, watching her expression as I did. I looked for the spot where her eyes roll up and back into her head. "Look at Me" I demanded "Look Me in the eye as I take what is now mine."Her eyes fluttered open as her juices gushed around my piston-ing cock. "Are. “Can I have a sip,” she asked. “I like things dirty.” “Sure,” I said and placed the glass near her lips. “Mmm,” she murmured looking me in the eye. “Salty. Reminds me of semen.” And then she added with her head turned thoughtfully towards the ceiling “Colder though and of course less viscous.” “Excuse me,” I blurted and leaned in to her and whispered, “Did you say semen?” She put her lips to my ear and said, “Yes, I did. I told you I like things dirty. Come, follow me.” Mindlessly, I started.