Her eyes fixed on the belt, then looked to Jason’s face as if to plead for the kindness to return. There was no pity to be found there.“No!” She...didn’t shout, for fear that someone downstairs would hear. “You can’t tell me what to do -”Jason didn’t say a word. He seized her by the hair, shoving her head against the bed. She flailed her arms helplessly as he held her down with one hand. In this position, her ass stuck in the air, her skirt rising so high she hardly felt it covering her legs.. She was bewitching.Francesca's oval face had a rare symmetry. She had her hair pulled into a loose pony-tail at the back, which revealed a high, but not overly so, forehead. Her hair cascaded back below her shoulders.Her green eyes were deep-set, and beguiling. Kevin found it difficult to look elsewhere. Her nose was straight and strong, of a good length, and clearly untouched by a surgeon's knife. How rare for an L.A. woman.Her delicate neck emerged from her gown, teasing Kevin's imagination. Not even from my sunitha aunty.She was sucking in up and down and sideways in her mouth and deep throating it so much that she salivated all over my cock and balls.After a few while,i stopped her and told her that you have done enough,and now,let me give you a sweet treat of my own kind.And after telling her this,i narrated everything that I was gonna do to her,which made her so wet and crazy that she begged me to put cock in her.Knowing that her madness was increasing,i didn’t wanna fuck her. Oh, and I had to find time to try on my morning suit. Something else that took me by surprise, Cecilia hadn't mentioned it was going to be one of those extremely formal affairs. The suit that was rented would obviously have had to have been ordered in well in advance, and I did get curious as to how Cecilia or her parents had gotten hold of my size."Young's." Cecilia casually replied. "That's where your secretary said you always hire your formal wear from, and they keep your details on file,.