“How do you like that, asshole? Can’t pull out now!” she sneered, as he desperately tried to get out of her bodyscissors. She made sure her hand... had a hold of his, a reverse of the previous situation.He moaned as the blonde thrust upwards, feeling both pleasure and increasing pain simultaneously. He could only thrust into her, fully aware it’s the only bit of joy left in his life.“Yeah, make me cum, Johnny. Do it good and I might let you lick my pussy.” Sonya said in an overly emphasized. The OneOk building across the street was nearly finished, soon it would be full of office workers, and the restaurants around it would be packed.By this time next year we would be open to the public, but renovations were going to take time. I moved my stuff into an original room on the fourth floor which had been cleaned and was sufficient with new bedding, beds and furniture. The grandparents had a room next door.That afternoon I grabbed Grandpa, a bag of fresh coffee, and told him we had an. She tried getting up but fell back on the couch, unable to balance herself and started laughing. I picked her up. We moved out of the resto-bar with her hand around my waist and my hand around her shoulder. It was about 12:25 as we waited for the lift outside the resto-bar.We got into the lift. With no one else in the lift, both of us could not control our emotions. She rolled her arms around my shoulder. I grabbed her waist, and we started kissing sloppily. From the ground floor, the lift. She walked across the room to a couch against the wall. She lowered herincredible ass down onto the soft cushion. She spread her thick strong legs,resting one small booted foot on the couch, the other on the lion skin rug onthe floor in front of her. She leaned back and spread her arms out on theback of it. She smiled that same evil grin."Come ova heeya ta me." She pointed down at the thick rug in front of her.I crawled over to her and sat on my heels. My face was inches from hercrotch. I.