“It’s Histoire d’O. I hadn’t noticed that. That is a seriously horny book for a young girl to be reading. Maybe she might be amenable for some...fun on the way to Paris”.I reached across into Carl’s lap beneath the table; through the linen of his trousers I could feel his rapidly hardening cock. I trailed my French polished nails along the full length of his shaft to the tip of his cock and gently started to scratch its head. “Oh dear you are excited Carl, you really fancy her don’t you”?“Fuck. I wouldbe discovered by more people than just her. I knocked again at what seemed to me to be two years waiting and saw thepeep hole on her door go dark as she look out. After another maddeningperiod I heard her start playing with the chain, then the bolt andfinally the door opened and she stood there with an appraising eye onme.I moved to push past her, but she stopped me with an upturned hand. Thepanic in my eyes had to be plain because she got a wicked smile on herbeautiful face. The. It feels like it is darker in the room. I have no idea what time it is. The clock in the living room should chime out the time soon. I lay there listening waiting to hear my hero the clock chime out the time. I wait and wait. I hear nothing. I listen in the room and I swear that I hear someone breathing and close to me. I listen and stop breathing so I can hear. I finally have to take a breath. I can feel warm air close to my ear. But nothing, I must be just thinking all this up. I hear the. She takes a deep breath and freezes for a moment. I slowly slide it in further. When it's in halfway, she forces it in further. The police are getting closer. I pull it out then shove it in all the way. Brandi says, "I hate you, motherfucker! I've never had a dick in me before…" she's having a violent orgasm. "I hate you, I hate you… asshole… fu… fu… fuck you… OH MY GAWD… fu… fuck… AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her orgasm is violent, drenching me to the knees. She starts pounding me with her ass, fucking.