It felt like she was pulling me inside of her. I grabbed each side of her thick waist and began fucking her as hard as I could. "Fuck me!" Bethany yel...ed as she began pushing her ass back on me. "Harder, fuck me," she yelled. The loud sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. I was sure that everyone in the hotel could hear us. I watched as her ass rippled in waves as it hit my body. I didn't know who was fucking who, as Bethany pushed her body back on forth meeting each one of my. . finally!" "I'm sorry I'm late darling, I have had a rough day at work." "Maybe I can loosen you up a bit." "Mmmmmm, that sounds good. Maybe I can give you a little treat later on." That sounded even better. I got up and loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, the smell of his aftershave was stirring a fire within me. He wrapped his arms around me and placed his hands on my ass. I was wearing a short skirt a tight low cut vest and no panties. It was a hot and humid night and I had beads of. But the fear of rejection held him back. What if she didn't accept him anymore? What if she realised that he could be a danger to her and any children they had? He could control himself most of the time, but when he got angry or upset the magnetism and static electricity tended to flare up very strongly.He heaved a sigh. Iris was the open-minded type, and he was probably worrying over nothing. But he still couldn't banish that nagging bit of doubt in the back of his mind."You made great time,. It was to be a special, stripped down performance and had drawn a huge gathering of people who recognised true talent when they saw it. He emerged from side stage, his guitar over his shoulder, jogging toward the stool to settle in. My heart skipped a few beats, my pulse racing uncontrollably, fighting the urge to jump up on the stage and maul him on the spot. The light directly on his face, he looked up at the audience and smiled - that fucking sexy ass smirk that made me weak. I allowed.