We don't want that shit in here. We have the living room here, the dinning room, which is most likely going to host a bunch of striptease and wet t-sh...rt contests, right over there, and a pool in the back. We got bumpin' music, sexy sluts, and more booze than a French winery. The bedrooms upstairs are all for use, but make sure to lock the door, or you may get interrupted. Unless you like that sort of shit. One love, am I right?" he laughed at himself, finally pausing for a breath."Sounds great. Port Charles had a population of just under 20,000 full time residents. The summer residents might swell that number but just a little. There were plenty of motel owners and charter boats crews who came just for the summer, I supposed. I dialed the cell phone number from memory."Jack Slade, I'm Natalie Ripkin," I said to the man who answered. "I think you are expecting me." Yeah, where are you?" he asked in a gruff voice."On the outskirts of town," I said. "So where are you?" Come to the city's. ” Mike knew that voice and the quiet moaning that followed.“Oh Carlo, what are you doing lifting me up?” Carlo could be heard laughing.“Oh grief, Claudio you are very thick I don’t think you can get that in me.”Claudio’s grunts and Sara’s moans told Mike he had got in her.“Fuck that is me completely full. Oh I can’t bear the thought of you pounding into me with that cock.”Mike knew that Sara was being coy. She wanted pounding hard. She was now breathing heavily, he could hear her.“Oh fuck. .!! Maine bola pehle ka hi nhi kiya kehti mere pati ka toh chota sa hai maine usko bola hath main pakad kr dekho dosto wo mera lund pakad kr sehlane lgi aur main uski boobs dba rha tha aur wo aaahhhh ooohhh k rhi thiFir main uske upar aa gya aur usko lip kiss krne lga humne 10-15 kiss ki aur uske hum ek dusre ke lips chus rhe the…fir main dheere dheere niche gya uski gardan chatne lga wo pagal ho rhi thi aahhhh uuhhh kr rhi thi aur fir uske boobs chuse wo mere bal pakad kr boobs pe dba rhi thi.