She was soaking wet and her twat slurped and gurgled with each thrust of Bill’s enormous tool. “Oooo. Oooo. Oooo. Bill! Jesus! Oooo. God! Fuck me ...ith that big fat dick!” He could feel the walls of her cunt gripping his shaft like the fingers of a hand. But grip as she might her little pussy couldn’t restrain him. Not that she wanted too. She was getting exactly what she wanted. A hard deep fucking from the cock of her dreams. She was sending him over the edge. It wasn’t just that Betty had a. ”“OK Daddy but it’s you that need to take care of your Baby Girl later, you just remember that.”By the time we got to the club she told me what she was feeling.“When I put it on it was cool but then it got warm and my genitals are swollen like when I’m really aroused.”“It didn’t deaden you or anything like that did it?”“No, if anything I feel more sensitive.”We hung at the club a couple of hours, had a few drinks, danced a few dances, I played with my toys, she cursed at me, I seemed to use. The walls were painted green and the floors were hardwood. It was not just a room, but a suite. It had a living area and a bedroom with a bathroom extending off. I reached into my bag and pulled out pajamas and got changed. As I was finishing changing my door opened. It just opened. But there was nobody there. I admit, I was a little freaked out. I walked back over to shut and lock the door. But when I turned around, I nearly fainted. He was here. The man from the bar. That same smirk on his. He was smiling at her as she approached. His face lit by the moonlight his eyes sparkling as he said “Can’t sleep too?”She nodded and stood a short distance from him. His voice so warm yet manly drew her eyes to his lips. Her stomach fluttered as she felt suddenly very warm between her legs. He was so close. So handsome.“My name is Mike, Michael really but call me Mike” He said softly but clearly.“Mike” She repeated and then said “My name is Shireen” Now why had she lied?She hadn’t meant to.