His low voice and relaxed behaviour ringing true to her ears, she found herself drawn to him but this place was not exactly the perfect occasion to en...age in something more… They were interrupted by a voice going through speakers, blabbering some incomprehensible words, blurred by the echo of the room. The rumble died down and everyone took a seat. ‘What did he say?’ Jay asked? ‘No idea, I couldn’t understand anything’ she responded laughing. The lights turned down and the usual video. But if he'd had a chance to really think about it first, he doubted he would have been able to keep an erection, must less make it to orgasm. There was certainly something to be said for not thinking during sex.Besides, the not thinking had led to other benefits. How could he forget the images of Jen's fingers sliding between her labia, the lack of pubic hair making every detail vivid? And watching her orgasm. Watching both women orgasm. It had been incredible. Truly incredible.He might not be. " Please. Please. Please, Sir, fuck, me now," I beg. I no longer care who sees me. I just need his cock inside me.I feel one hand rubbing my back and then his big dick pressing between my legs. He enters me. He grabs my ponytail with one hand and my hip with the other and fucks me slowly. It feels so amazing. I look over my shoulder at him and see him in the flashing light. His gaze is so intense, yet satisfied. I turn my head to the front and there is a cock inches from my face. "Mind if I. I’m rich, but I’m totally alone in the world. It’s not worth it.”“Well, sweetie, you’ve got one friend. Me! Now, how are we gonna get your daughter back?” Sandy just stared at me, her eyes welling up with tears. She caught my hands in hers and kissed them, holding them to her cheek. “Oh, God, do you mean it?” she whispered, tears flowing. “Don’t fool around Chris! I’ve been so alone for so long! Will you help me? What can we do?”“I mean it, Sandy. We’ll get Cheyenne back to you.” I couldn’t.