Her husband was away on business (again!) and she had decided to have a girl’s night in. When Marie and Wendy arrived they had brought a friend. Ame...ie had just moved in to the flat above Wendy and, being a good neighbour, she had asked her to come along. Chrissie could see why. Amelie was stunning. She was wearing tight jeans and a crop top that revealed a cute belly button. As she threw herself down on the sofa, it was clear that her pert breasts were not restrained by a bra, as they bounced. A giant security guard had attacked me. He locked the door behind him and made me stand in the middle of the room. He was a black man, muscled hard body and he was even handsome...I started to be scared, thinking that man was going to fuck me inside that room and nobody could help me…"Get against the wall, bitch" The black guy yelled at me. The look on his face was so cruel and hard that I had to turn away from his gaze. "Why?" I pleaded, trying to be defiant to him."I am to search you, bitch". The young virgin began to wriggle and squirm excitedly.He rested his hands on her hips, holding her firmly. She stopped squirming. Stayed absolutely shock still, waiting. His cock slipped backwards. She emitted a small cry of dismay believing his cock head was going to abandon her secret place. He stopped, checked his grip on the slim hips before him then thrust forward, hard, fast and deep. The virgin yelped in surprise, grunted as he drove into her most private part then sighed as he paused. She had rationalised playing the slot machines as a form ofamusement that did not involve interacting with others; but she wassmart enough to know a rationalisation from the truth.She stopped at a liquor store and bought a bottle of scotch and twopackets of cigarettes and then headed back to the Crest hotel vowingthat tonight she would only go out for a meal and would stay clear ofthe gaming rooms.Steve had lost Michele's trail at Central Station and by the time he gotthere, the XPT had been at.