.. clap your hands to the beat, and close your eyes and imagine a sweet girl moaning as I pounded my thick meat hammer into her tight pussy.)Her right...leg was spread along the counter in the ladies bathroom and I was standing behind her with my nine-inch cock, pummeling into her sweet twat. Her beautiful B-cup tits were bouncing freely, and her rose colored nipples were hard as pebbles and sticking off of her tits about an inch. She was panting heavily as she stared into the full-length mirror. This had not been her, this had been a different Laura. Now she was queen. With a benevolent smile on her face, the queen turned around to face her subjects. The crowd stirred and moments later a young woman stepped forward, falling onto her knees in front of Laura. She lifted up a long, cream colored dress, presenting it to her queen. Despite its simplicity, the dress was exquisite and clearly expensive. There was only one shop in Leskow that sold such dresses, and Laura had always wondered. ”, she giggled. “No seriously Lexie, you’re beautiful.”, I stated.“Why thank you, Mr. Williams.”, she replied. It was close to eight thirty by the time we arrived at her aunt and uncle’s home. We had to park a few houses down because of the number of people apparently at the party. We walked up the driveway and stepped into the large home closing the door behind us. We then began the task of telling everyone hello as we moved from room to room. When we entered the family room, we saw Lexie’s. I dumped the car in an underground car garage and walked the short way to the massage room. It wasn't a good idea to park in front, it might quicken interests of neighbors who rang up the police because of violating corona rules, and I didn't object to the fresh but warm wind.Mike opened, stuck the head out, looked briefly across the street, locked the door, and led me upstairs to the massage room. He was in his early thirties, tanned, athletic, and ripped, no question an athlete. I liked the.