It was the worst thing to do to stop her orgasm but the best thing to do to make it memorable.Sweet-Jesus!-This-has-to-stop!-I-have-to-make-it-stop! I...cannot-have-this-orgasm-go-all-the-way! No-fucking-way!She smashed the water goblet on the bald head between her thighs. As his head came up he started to say “What the fu…” She hit him with both hands on the top of his head, the edge of the broken goblet slicing into his scalp. With all her fury, she shoved and pushed him out of her legs.“What. She waved to me and I joined them. ‘Marri, this is Peter, your client for the evening.’ ‘Hello, Marri,’ he said, looking me over. ‘Hi,’ I said, trying to figure out why his name sounded so familiar. I decided not to worry about it. Peter was common enough. ‘Well, have a good night,’ she said, and walked away. ‘Come on,’ he said, taking my arm, ‘let’s go.’ We went up to my room and he started undressing without a word. ‘Come on,’ he said. ‘Get those clothes off. We don’t got all night.’ I. She looked around for Henry for more to drink but he was not in the room."Call Henry please," she said to Chantel. "I need another whisky." He's just making a snack for us now, he'll be back in a few moments," replied her friend with a slight smirk.Aisha's other two friends were engrossed in the game. Now that both Aisha and Chantel had thrown their hands in the other two were upping their bets as the cards in the flop gathered.'We are the four queen bitches,' thought Aisha to herself as she. The evening so far had been hot, scary hot. I had been sandwiched between two men dancing and the truth be told things were getting steamy! I had tried to be worried about Caleb but tonight was about me. It had been dark and I was thankful for that. I did not want the other people to know what we had been doing. There had been a lot of body rubbing, lots of ass cupping and a fuck ton of boob groping. I was fucking turned on! I had now taken a big step. At their order, I had removed my.