Maybe having too much money was acurse and there was always another perverted thrill to try but hiscuriosity always got to him and maybe he would be s... much the betterfrom this adventure.Brett was startled from his thoughts as the intercom rang from thedoorman."Mr. Steele, I have a Miss Autumn Johansson to see you, should I allowher entry?" Yes Fred, she's a guest of mine, thank you."Autumn exited the elevator with bags of goods in Macy bags."Wow did you buy out the store?" Brett asked."Of. I hear him swallowing – drinking from my cunt. I let go with my fingers – instead I feel his tongue rotating around my little, hard clitoris. He kisses it, sucks it greedily. And now – now he forces two wide, male fingers up into my cunt and starts to thrust them in and out. I thrash about on the sheet in ecstasy.“Ahhh, yes,” I whimper. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”He gradually increases the rhythm – fingerfucking me, making slurping sounds between my thighs. The sensation is incredible. My juices. ’ ‘Just checking — most are not within a bull’s roar of your set, you are really something.’ ‘Have you an incurable disease brought on from dreaming about masturbating over big-breasted women?’ ‘I don’t think so but could you tell me how to become infected?’ She laughed and then silently berated herself for encouraging him to become even bolder. Actually it was every enjoyable. His naivety was refreshing and his head darted about like a bird landing in an acre of worms. After an hour she. Heck, she thought, the three of them adding their ages together weren't Darren's age. Okay, so that was an exaggeration. They said nothing."Hi guys," Stephanie said shading her eyes with her arm. "You're blocking my sun." Oh, sorry," the tallest one said. "I'm Steve. This is Ed," he pointed at the shorter one, "and Josh." Josh had broad shoulders."Hi. I'm Steph." We, um, were wondering if you were interesting in coming to our party tonight."Stephanie barely controlled her laughter. "I'm old.