I’m so close Mr. Jacobsen. I’m gonna cum soon.”“Keep rubbing your clit for me.” He requests and I happily oblige. “Do you want me to pound...you into orgasm?” He asks.“Mmm. Give me a minute.” I start pulling off of his cock and it pops out. I experience the emptiness for a second and then I put it back in. Slowly. “Ohhh yes!” I do this another time and then he pulls me down onto my back beside him. “What the fuck?” I ask still rubbing my clit.He gets in between my legs and rubs along my slit and. There way was now barred by a door across the corridor, it must have been open last time as she had no recollection of it, the notice said PRIVATE in red. The lad unlocked it and threw a light switch. They were faced with a short corridor from which there were three doors, straight ahead a black one marked DUNGEON, the very sight of that made her shudder, one to the right, green and marked BEDROOM and His broad grin showed his eagerness as he opened the third, a blue door marked PLAYROOM, it. Would you like me to take you there so you can read their letter?" Yeah. That would be great." I said but I felt my whole body shaking.The Bistro Provence was located close to the Walt Disney Studios, kind of hidden in a neighborhood shopping center. The front door of the place was cloaked with quintessentially French lace curtains, and inside was a stylish two-toned wooden bar. It had mustard-colored walls lined with wrought iron sconces and vintage style black and white photos, giving the. ” I said, unashamedly. “Oh fuck, Chrissy!” Sheila happily exclaimed as I slipped a finger up inside her wet pussy, feeling her pussy juices coating my finger. “Ever since we met at that Chamber dinner, I can’t ever seem to get enough of you. But, you already know that too, don’t you Shiela,” I said. Smiling over at me, Sheila responded saying, “Yes, my love, and you know I feel the same about you too. It’s like it was a spark, a flame that all of a sudden ignited when we first laid eyes on each.