He lived on the last floor of the old prewar building which had one of those old Schindler elevators that had metal bars instead of walls. She was rar...ly going there, but this week wife and the kids were skiing somewhere in the Alps. She stood there thinking to herself: How the fuck does this thing still work, it has to be at least 500 years old or something. She hated that elevator, it always made her feel as she was in prison and the screeching of the whole construction when it moved. When her hands came up to fend him off, he slapped her, hard."If there's anything you should be good at mother, it's how to take a beating and how to put out. Now, which is it going to be? Or do you want both?"He eased his grip ever so slightly to allow her to answer."Kyle, you know I can't do this. This is wron..." His punch caught her in the stomach, knocking the wind from her making it even harder to get her breath.Impatient with the bra beneath, he reached around to the back and ripped the. Their mouths twisted into naughty grins and they licked his seed off Sandra’s skin and snowballed it between themselves. Rose told Sonya, ‘We need to make sure the next time he does this, there isn’t one of us with her throat stuck between his cock, shooting off a supermassive load, and the side of a bed.’ Sonya nodded in agreement. Finally, they decided to start lunch. When the rest woke up, they’d be ravenous. Jamie came to and reluctantly blinked his eyes open. As usual, experiencing a. ”He snorted. “Hah - all 78 times.”I laughed. “I did not come 78 times… yet.”“A bunch, though.” He smiled. “It seems like you’re enjoying yourself.”“Well, yeah. We were supposed to, weren’t we? Aren’t you?”“Yeah…” He said it so hesitantly, and then paused as if uncertain.“Are you jealous?”“No. Maybe. I don’t know… I guess I am a little, but I knew I would be. You came so good with him, both when he was eating you out and when you were fucking, and I came so quick. It’s embarrassing.”“It’s not.