”“Sis, here I come. I am finally going to shoot my wad. I hope that you can feel it.” Jack’s stamina was giving out on him. For the first time...in a long time, he was actually praying, “God, please don’t let me down. Please let me finish with a good come after all of the work I have put into this.”“OH, JACK, I CAN FEEL IT! I CAN FEEL YOU SHOOT YOUR JIZZ INTO ME! IT’S WONDERFUL! OH, MY GOD, I AM GOING TO COME AGAIN!” Harriet came as Jack did, and the combined feeling of his orgasm and her. “No, I just want to fuck you,” I said nervously. Her good eye filled with amusement, the other remained disturbingly dead. “There is something appealing about you,” she said. “My mother used to say the same thing,” I said with a smile. “What’s your name?” she asked. “Peter.” “I am Nicole. I was named after a famous actress who died in 2068 at the age of 101.” “Cute name!” “Do you want to know what happened to me?” she asked. “Yes,” I replied hesitantly, wondering why she asked me this.. "We walked passed CCTV room, one camera pointed at our now empty seats. Ginny gave me a smile as she caught me staring at our captor's tight little skirt clad ass. Obviously Ginny had enjoyed the view too, and her nipples were threatening to burst through her tight blouse. Suddenly, our hostess opened a room that looked like a small cell. "This is the room we put belligerent drunks in. You won't be disturbed in here. Also, it would also be embarrassing for a foreign CEO and his associate to. He took the hint and moved his fingers lower and slowly moved them in and out of her, going deeper each time until he thought she couldn’t take the suspense any longer. His hands were sliding easily and he felt his hard cock throbbing for her. Kyle looked into her almond shaped eyes as he held one hand under her bum to hold her steady and used the other to hold onto his hardened dick as he slid it into her. It felt so warm and wet as the walls of her vagina closed in around him, Claire hummed.