She was no longer self-centered, uncaring, biting. But he didn’t know if she was still the Elizabeth he had loved. Alive, snappy, intelligent. Unafr...id of him and his reputation. Ah. His reputation. Jack chuckled. He rather like his reputation. Jack Dreale was known for whoring and gambling. He did enjoy gambling it was true. Whether it was a sin or not. The whoring part was not true, but he encouraged it. In truth, he had befriended the owner of a whorehouse and enjoyed her company. Elizabeth. She gasped but did not resist. She slid her arms around my neck knowing I was going to kiss her. I tried teasing her with my lips but she was too good; her hands pulled my head and I crushed her mouth with mine. We couldn’t get enough of each other. I stabbed my tongue into her warm mouth and she sucked on it. My erection pressed against her and she pushed back. I grabbed her ass with both hands and she wrapped her legs around me, moaning into my mouth. I finally pulled free of her legs and. Sue broke the ice by saying she didn't have to worry about screaming the wrong name later since we both had the same name.Sitting at a tall table I noticed a several men and women at the regular tables were enjoying the view up Sue's short skirt. With it being so short she couldn't sit down without showing her neatly trimmed pussy. I even seen our cute young waitress looking her over. Having a few drinks first we had a normal conversation like any three people would have. Mike was very obvious. He face was angelic. Her brown skinned body was superbly, almost aerodynamically shaped with all the bumps in the right smooth place right down to the cute dimples on her cheeks.She would lift her hotel work dress, pull her pants down and bend her over the bed or shelf and we would do each other in a furtive passionate sex rush, like randy dogs on heat. She would always have a wet cunt ready for cock insertion and would go for it with fury, building up a perspiration glow and moan with pleasure.