Adam started fucking me and like he told me earlier, he was calling me a slut after every stroke. “You are a beautiful, horny and very naughty slut,...�� Adam said fucking me hard. “You are my dream MILF and I love you,” Adam said spanking me softly. The ‘MILF’ thing excited me and the ‘love’ part again upset me a little. “Fuck me, Adam,” I screamed forgetting the part where he told me that he loved me. “Fuck me really hard, I’m a big fucking slut who is fucking with her best friend’s son,” I. Her: Now back to work, mister!Her: Love you!And then her avatar showed her offline.I huffed an exhausted but happy sort of laugh and put my phone into the pocket of the jacket that was still hanging from the stall door handle – there was a little spark that sizzled across my palm when the device parted with my skin, almost like static electricity – and then proceeded to clean myself and the bathroom stall up with toilet paper. Thankfully, the wet spot on my pants was easily disguised; the. Wrapping an arm around his neck, she pulled him in deeper and he now nuzzled between the E-cups and kissed the skin. Her free hand played at the buckle of his belt, working the leather strap loose before unbuttoning his jeans. Slowly, she pulled the zip downwards as he continued to kiss her breasts. At the same time, his own hands had begun to work down over her skirt, gently squeezing her ass before slipping up inside the fabric. She didn't often wear a skirt but it seemed too good an. Marco sighed. “Yes,” he said, getting to his feet.Corec nodded and left him to it, returning outside to find Treya checking on Bobo again. The other man was still sprawled out, unconscious, in the cross street.“How is he?” Corec asked.“I still don’t see any major injuries,” Treya said. “He’s just asleep. Razai insists it’s drain shock.”“What? He’s not a mage.”“She says he’s a priest.” Treya hesitated. “Or, at least, that he was using divine magic.”Before Corec could respond, Nedley came jogging.