They wanted to see a total fucking. Those rich people paid to see a pretty woman get fucked by this guy’s big Horsecock. I tore my gaze from his org...n and glanced at the crowd, my mouth still hanging open and no words coming out. I didn’t see Mr. Briggs anywhere in the room. I looked down at the huge cock again, then into my partner’s eyes. They were now ice cold and filled with a sense of purpose. The only thing that came out of my mouth was, “Oh my God.”He held me against him so his cock. She's wearing thigh highs and my cock jumps. Then she repositions her arms so that her coat is now draped wider, blocking me from the rest of the train. Understanding the hint, I slide my hand higher, moving my fingers along the soft flesh of her inner thigh. She buckles her knees again, ever so slightly, and my thumb finds the uppermost part of her thigh, where thigh meets torso. Ever so carefully, I move my thumb upward and as my thumb finds the front of her panties, the warmth and wetness. ”She smiled and had another sip.He looked at Claire. He poured a little bit of whisky on her tit, lifted it up and suckled it off her nipple. She moaned her enjoyment as he did so and sighed when he pulled off.“You really do have fantastic tits, Claire.”“They’re not as big as Anne’s.”“To be fair,” James quirked an eyebrow up, “I don’t think anyone has tits as big as Anne’s.”The wealthy woman snorted and rubbed her bosom through her top.Breakfast was served.James sat down with the two ladies on. Sie macht sich auf den Weg in einen merkwürdig ärmlichen Teil der Stadt. Sie findet unter der angegebenen Adresse ein etwas heruntergekommenes riesiges Gebäude. Sie klingelt da, wo Studio steht und aus der Sprechanlage kommt die freundliche Aufforderung in den 3. Stock zu kommen. Sie benutzt den Aufzug und klingelt an der Tür. Ein Mann etwa 50 Jahre alt öffnet und begrüßt sie freundlich und teilt ihr mit, dass er zunächst ein paar Fotos mir ihr machen will. Sie soll sich auf eine Couch setzen.