Reluctantly I do soOnce I’m done Mr Roberts nods then waits, tilting his head expectantly.Confused I ask “Yes sir?”.He sighs “I go to all this...trouble of coming here and getting you these clothes yet you cant even muster a thank you?”“Oh yes, thank you sir” I stammer out hurriedly. I don’t really feel like thanking him. He just shakes his head. “oh well, let’s go”.9:50 pmMr Roberts car was really nice. The sort of car you would see rich people in in movies. He even has a driver. In the car Mr. .this was really begining to make my mind race.I slowly pressed my tip against her tight hole. I slowly eased myself inside her as she moaned and coached me. Her body seemed like it was extremely sensitive to this as her skin was covered with goosebumps. I began working my cock in and out of her tight ass as I watched her proudly fondle her tits and hard nipples.She kept moaning "Oh my God!" over and over again and seemed to be enjoying this as much as I was. I was able to insert my finger in. He was so thick and I felt so tight around him. He started thrusting into me, pulling me closer to him. I kept moaning as the thrusts started getting harder and faster. I bite into his neck softly and he moaned “fuck” and it turned me on even more. I started sucking on his neck while he kept fucking me. He started going slower and put me down. I looked at him with such satisfaction but he turned me around and bent me over the table so my bare ass was to him. He was so aggressive and I can’t. Looking up, Mark met the disapproving gaze of the other man and smiled. ‘Sure. I have a bus pass.’ Rolling his eyes, the bartender moved away, leaving Mark alone with his beer and his wounded foot. A blast of cold air from outside washed against Mark’s side and he turned his head to see three women stroll into the bar. Three very attractive women. One was dark-haired with a wide smile and she looked familiar. He squinted his eyes as he tried to place her. ‘Lena?’ he said as she walked closer,.