” She said, putting her arms around me again, and resting her head against my shoulder. “Don’t worry, Harry. Phil is just a friend to me, you’...e my lover now.”Her lips looked at me hungrily, so I kissed her eyes and took her to bed.If I had any remaining doubts, they were soon gone, burned off by Christy’s hot passion. The girl was a dynamo of sex, she sucked me and fucked me, she came in my mouth and in my arms, above me and below me. I was her stage, and she danced on me to a shattering. As they brushed their lips together, she had let out a low sigh, telling him that she was glad but nervous to be here. As they stepped apart, he moved his hands to unbutton his shirt. She watched intently as he revealed his skin to her for the first time. She was fascinated by the amount of chest hair he had, none of her previous lovers had chest hair at all. She reached out to feel it, first curling her fingers through it then running the palm of her had across it. She looked into his eyes as. ..I wanna go find my boyfriend. Alcohol always makes me horny as hell."Well, lets just say my "Ferarri race car" in my pants went from 0-60 in two seconds. I tried to play it cool, so I responded with a casual"What do you need him for, I mean, I'm here and you said yourself I've got a bigger cock." Hahahaha...I guess you're right. Why not?" she said as she sidled over towards me.She had lust in her eyes as she tore off my belt and my cargo shorts and pulled my now fully erect cock out from my. " She slumped on the chair, kicking her feet up and taking a martini out of Gerry's hand. He pouted, then handed her an envelope and marched off, his nose in the air. She peeked inside the envelope. Five grand. It was all there. Cash, like she asked for. She grinned, her foul mood eveparotating. She slipped the envelope inside her costume, and began to undress. She folded the glittery nonsense neatly, and packed it into her overnight bag. She stepped in front of the mirror, admiring her naked,.