There really isn’t anything that you can do about it,” Michael says to me in a smart-mouth manner.“How much do you want to bet that I can have y...u on the floor tied up, so you look like a calf at the rodeo. Care to challenge me?” I say to him, now really pissed off.“Go ahead, old man. You got nothing,” he says.Just to make it a bit more dramatic. I snap my fingers and two of the Secret Service guys yank him out of the dining table chair and use zip ties to cuff his wrists first then his. Her breath such a silk as it caressed my neck, the tender kisses falling from our lips to meet each other’s bodies, our necks. She paid close attention to there, just gently letting her kisses touch against my skin and running them up and down my neck. Then she turned her attention up to my face, the kisses, so sweet, connecting with my cheek and meeting my lips in the softest of ways felt like a bliss that shouldn’t ever end. Our lips parted and she entered me with such a passion and held me. Fitz undid his jeans. He was commando so as he dropped them his magnificent cock sprang into view. He was hard, really hard, and Steph gasped at his size. He would have to have been ten inches and as thick as her wrist. She licked her lips as he climbed on top of her and lunged forward. Without a word of warning his cock penetrated her. He adjusted slightly as his cock entered her tight cunt. Then he pushed further. He was deeper that her husband had ever been and Steph loved it. A loud moan. I helped her to find for another affordable hotel and helped her with all the translation along the way.Arriving at the hotel room, she invited me inside to rest a little bit (we had at that point walked half of the day looking for a place for her to stay). While inside she told me she found me very handsome and asked if she could kiss me. I said "Yes, of course!" and we laid down on the hotel bed and she started kissing me like no one had ever done before. She would bite my lips and tongue.