Oh fuck me... oooh fuck me... oh gawwwwwd," her voice cracked as she climaxed.Monica gave low guttural groans as Phoebe slowed the pace, but drove dee...er and harder than before. Monica gasped for air as her orgasm consumed her."Don't cum yet, baby," Rachel said to Chandler, catching her breath.She pulled off him and they flipped the chair upright. Then she knelt by his left knee and stroked him."Come on, come on," she said, urgently motioning the girls to join her.As Chandler scooted forward in. ‘I regret the need for coercion Mr Kane. I’d like to believe we could rely on your patriotism, truly I would. However, my superiors require rather more substantial guarantees than my Panglossian opinion. You have a second chance, Mr Kane. I advise you to make good use of it.’ With that, the interrogator stands and turns toward the door. ‘Thank you.’ Paul’s voice is small, barely audible. ‘Goodbye Mr. Kane. Let us both hope our paths do not cross again.’ He taps the door, which opens in response. .we talk about everything even sex life , i asked her if she was in lesbians room cuz she love females or just to get new friends ? and she answerd cuz she love females !...this what make his husband divorce her , he see her kissing her friend Maria in his car , he didn't see her hand playing in maria's wet pussy...(what makes her married a man ? cuz she was want kids ! that was her answer)we know each other on the net for mmmm i think 3 weeks , i think this the time to meet each other !WE WILL. There’s no one inside and he’s surprised to see there’s no fish tank. The thin layer of carpet is an unusual pattern of green and wheat. The walls are an off white shade and a few random framed paintings are scattered about the walls. Heading toward the front window, the blurry glass window slides open to reveal the working Astrid. Her hair is up in what appears to be a French twist and her bangs hang at the sides of her face. She wears a thin coat of bright pink eye shadow and glossy red.