I’m Jas, by the way.”“What sort of moniker is that?”“They’re my initials: James Arthur Smith. Jas is much cooler.”“Ok, Jas. How’d yo... like to meet Kitty?”“Your cat?”“Sort of. Follow me.” Tom lead the way into the kitchen.Kitty was still fast asleep under the table. Tom leaned forwards and whispered: “Kitty, Kitty. Wake up sweetie – there’s someone here to see you.” The figure stirred slightly, but made no attempt to sit up.Jas looked on dumbfounded. On the rug he saw the coiled-up figure of a. She was a friend and I was counting on the famous Vermeulen hospitality to make her feel welcome."Don't worry about a thing, Rikard," my mother said happily. "It's a delight to have Rosalind here. If you've never been to this part of America, we can show you around. You'll be well entertained, I can assure you."I silently thanked my mother for her genuine acceptance of a stranger. I hoped Ros would be happy with her temporary stay in New England. Unfortunately, I couldn't tell her how long. The first one is gentle as he enters my ass. He beings to work himself up to the point of explosion and I have already cum and begging him to fuck me hard. He pulls out and shoots his load on my ass. The next one says, "you want it hard do you?" "Yes, fuck me hard. Make it hurt!"He begins to tear my ass up with pounding and John moves to the front of the table just to hold me on the table. I am cumming and shotting, "yes, yes, yes, oh my yes. It is hurting but keep it up I love it."I can. "God they're warm..." I'm sweating everywhere" she giggled, "It's warm!" What you doing!?" Chris said getting his breath back"Just seeing if you were telling the truth" She said grinning like an idiotChris looked at me, he looked a little scared to what reaction I was going to have.I just smirked "She's a cocktease, mate, try living with her" He is telling the truth, I can feel him getting hard" She whispered, just loud enough for me and Chris to hear.Bella moved her foot back under the table,.