My mind filled with images of Mitch’s face inches above my hers, his sweat dripping onto her face, his own body in spasm as he ejaculated in her for...a second time, fresh new seed cascading into her to join the pool already swimming eagerly, trying to impregnate her as Steve’s seed had done only a few weeks ago. My own finger was now merely a blur on Carmen’s huge, engorged clitoris and she bucked against my hand, her voice now little but grunts and groans. Then suddenly through the wall, a loud. Gianna!”Alastair frowned. He seen this Gianna perform; she’d practically been pole dancing. Glancing over the crowd, he could see that there was easily more men here than women. That explains it, he thought, looking down at Sada. There was obvious disappointment in her bright green eyes. Alastair couldn’t help but feel annoyed and outraged on her behalf.“You should have won,” He told her. Sada shrugged. “It’s not that big a deal.”“You were better than her,” Alastair insisted. He grinned. “Maybe. ”“Wait… this is your room?”“Yeah, did you not see my stuff in the wardrobe? And how did you think I just let myself in? I assumed your room key was in your handbag.”“I… didn’t check,” Alexa admits, regretting not looking in the wardrobe, or looking to see if her room key was at the bottom of her bag.“Anyway, we came up here to my room and we… well…”“Fucked.”“Yeah, if you could call it that.”“And… how was it?”“It was… fine.”“Just… fine?” she asks, curiously. She hasn’t received such a luke-warm. He’d been thinking about hooking up with a random for a while. It was a question of rebooting his ego and confidence, which both had plummeted within the last two years. As he drank his beer at the pub with one of his mates, quite possibly the biggest alpha male and womanizer the small city has ever encountered, and will ever encounter, he knew that the testosterone filled atmosphere would only benefit him to loosen his morals and find a fuck. The night had been disappointing, after a few.