Her breathing turns to soft panting as the exertion of the sex takes hold of her. Her blue eyes are closed tightly, the lines on her face standing out...as the strain becomes apparent in her expression. Slap, slap, slap. My pelvis smacks against her ass; my chest heaves against her back, pressing her harder against the lockers. Pant, pant, pant. Her breathing is pained and heavy; short breaths exhaled, and soft, exerted tones inhaled. She’s frothing for me now, her feminine instincts compelling. He liked most of the champions in fact, no hard feelings at all, even if they won a few fights too. In the end, he was a man who loved to fight and to boast with the fact that he was better than other champions.Sett had reached the big wooden door of the entrance from the mansion and was quite impressed by the whole building itself. A large house with two floors and a rooftop with a belltower, and possibly enough space for Galio to land there. And this was only the front Sett could see, he. ” He never got to finish his question as she literally tackled him to the bed, raining kisses down on him, a bright smile on her pretty face as they both laughed in each other's arms, “I'm gonna take that as a yes.”“Such a big yes!” She laughed, kissing him again before rolling out of bed, “Where's the laundry room?” He didn't answer, just watching her walk naked to the door was all his brain could seem to handle at the moment; she turned when her question was met with silence and another grin. "Oh... he's bitter. Needs to drink more water."After I finished laughing in the camera, I got two unexpected visitors. A young couple in their thirties strolled into the room. He was wearing a tuxedo while she was covered head to toe in a blue evening gown. Clearly, they stayed out all night and came to me instead of going back to their hotel room. She spoke first. "I'm Marie and this is my husband, Ed. I like to watch him fuck other women. We were told you were a fucking slut."I pointed down.