They bounded up the stairs out of sight and Anne fell back into her chair. Watching Stan kiss Denise had been hard, very hard. Anne had thought it ou... beforehand, considered that Stan and Denise would be kissing and much, much more — but as she’d told them, actually seeing it was something else. Now they’d be upstairs, undressing. Denise had those wonderful large breasts, things that Anne had lost men to since she was a teenager. Would it happen again? Had she made a dreadful mistake? For a. .. nothing. With a start, Irealised that I was looking straight up at her naked, shaved pussy.Her chuckle tugged my gaze up to her face. "Bet you weren't expectingthat, were you?" she said, peering down at my helpless figure. She madea gesture and I saw that she was holding some kind of long stick -perhaps a riding crop? - with a silver tip on the end. As I watched inhorrified fascination she moved the tip down so that it rested lightlyon the barely noticeable bulge in my panties.There was a. Carmen Mendez was at the time of that interview Carmen Chavez, the daughter of El Presidente, Joachim Chavez, of this god forsaken Central American country. Carmen was a young opera singer and had just begun a season as Mimi in La Boheme at La Scala. There were rumours that had spread around Milan about the tension between Carmen and her co-star. Rumours had started after her rehearsal performance and she was being hailed as possibly the best Mimi yet, even better than Callas and that pissed. No delay, no foreplay, no nothing. I’m so hot and wet for you that I just have to feel you fill me up right away. We have the whole night for play, but right now I just need you inside me.”I crawled up on the bed as she lay back. She positioned the head of my dick at her entrance and guided me inside. She was right. She was so wet that it felt like I had spent a long time preparing her. Although she was very, very tight, I smoothly slid in until our pubic bones met. Holding my upper body.