“Let’s go another round!” he said, walking back into the living room. “Dale?” Ed made his way over to Dale, still laying on the rug. He sho...k him a little before putting his own arms up in the air triumphantly. “Yeah!” he bellowed. Dale was passed out. Ed had won. I could feel the pace of my heart quicken as Ed came over to sit down beside me. My imagination continued to fuel the arousal building in my chest. I kept telling myself that it was just the alcohol in me – that the arousal would. "Take it like a good little girl."I could feel my juices running down my legs as this stranger fucked my mouth. I squeezed his balls with one hand and pinched my nipples with the other, wanting so badly to cum.Suddenly he pulled out of my mouth and I choked and gasped for air. He pulled my arm to help me to my feet and bent me over the hood of my car. He kicked my feet apart and thrust into my pussy. I came so hard and so fast, my cunt clenching his cock like a vise.He pounded into me, "Tell me. The color began to return to her face, and she was so close to orgasm that she couldn't stand it. "Please..." she gasped. "Finish me off...." With that, he took his cock and rammed it into her pussy, full force. She screamed, feeling like he'd torn her pussy apart. His cock was still surprisingly hard for having released twice already. Although, it didn't surprise her. Afterall, Dominic WAS a porn star. He kept fucking her tight little twat, making it feel more and more painful with each. ’ ‘All in due time,’ he said, comically stroking a nonexistent mustache. ‘ All in due time.’ Xavier was full of surprises that evening. When we went downstairs, the car that was waiting for us was not his Lamborghini Countach, but a studio limousine with black tinted windows. ‘So that’s it,’ I said when I saw the car. ‘ You’ve finally decided to go to work for a living. You’ve become a producer.’ ‘Close, darling,’ he said, opening the door for me, ‘ but no tiparillo. Besides, there’s no such.