“I can try to make it enjoyable for you.”I fingered her little cunt. Occasionally I brushed against her clit. Jesse bit her lip as I slid two fing...rs in and massaged her clit with my tongue. I leaned over to kiss her before she thrashed around and moaned loudly signaling she was having an orgasm. My dick was rock hard and leaking precum. I let her catch her breath. “Give me that rag,” I told her. Jesse gave me a damp rag from the other day. I ducked it in the water a couple of times. I stood up. You already knew that though and that’s why you’re here with me because you want a plaything and I want to be played with. Oh boy, do I. I am yours now, my eyes close and I am abandoning myself to you my bald pussy is swollen and aching for you, only you. “Oh my god” You say to me as your fingers meet my sopping cunt and are drawn towards my swollen clit. I lie back on the floor and spread my legs for you as you take in the sight and the texture of me. You’re pleased that you’ve driven my. I knew what I wanted. A cigarette. I've never smoked, but who cared. I put on the jeans, a loose shirt, a coat, the only flat shoes I had, and I sneaked out of the room. At the hotel lobby I ordered a pack of the perfumed fags and a matchbox I didn't even know how to use, but I knew I liked the odor. After a few failed attempts I finally succeed to light one and accept the deadly smoke to keep bothering my used throat. I coughed with fear I'd throw all the sperm up on that cherry wood table. My. How may I help you?” The receptionist answered.“Hi, this is Mick O’Dell. I need to speak to Rodney right away.”“Yes Mr. O’Dell. Let me get him for you.” She must ave had instructions to put me straight through. There was a click and then elevator music and then another click.“Hi Mick. What can I do for you?”“I just had a short talk with my wife. She said that the guys at the place she worked were running numbers for some gang. I thought that you should know in case you didn’t.”“We knew they.