He was going to remember this in the morning. “Fuck yeah, breed daddy,” he continued to say. I fucked him hard and fast until I could feel my ball... begin to drain their juice into my shaft and the spasms of orgasm rocked my body. I shot deep, hard and fast. I lay on his back and squeezed his abs hard as my full load was drained inside him. Each pump made him groan, and I felt his ass tighten as he clenched to keep me in place. My cock was super sensitive. Each ripple of orgasm made my head. I just sort of slid off the bed, the covers of the bed and my stomach covered with my own spunk, which now smeared up to my chest. I got down on my knees in front of her and started helping her out of her strap on and her hot pants. I cold see just a bit of blood on her cock as it was there in front of me, and I could tell from my ass that it was ripped a bit, but not too bad, it still felt good, but even though it felt empty I did not want anything in there at all. Her aroma was. .. Jane sort for the word... decadent, self indulgent, corrupting. It was the place where a rich man brought his Mistress.From somewhere Tim found a bottle of champagne and popped it. They cheered and filling their glasses toasted each other. As the bubbles trickled down her throat Jane began to think that maybe once more, before her marriage... Jane's musing were interrupted by the room lights being dimmed. She looked up to once more see Tara folding into Tim's arms. At least she had no. I lay there, frozen in the dark for a few seconds, I scanned the room trying to spot the light source so I could retrieve it and get the hell out of there. I stretched out my right arm and grabbed the suitcase corner and began dragging it towards myself, but it got caught so I stood up and grabbed it but it wouldn’t move, I leaned over the case to see what was caught on it. As I pulled at the strap caught under the leg of some wooden furniture piece I screamed in frustration, just then my body.