” Ms. Johnson said. “Sounds great and I can’t wait.” Tiffany said unable to contain her smile at the hope of finally leaving the manor with a ...arent. “Good. Meet me by my car in 5 minutes, don’t worry Ms. Johnson I’ll have her back by 9.”Taking this as a dismissal Tiffany calmly walked out the room, but once she was out she sprinted down the hallway and then down the main steps through the foyer and did a cartwheel off the patio and into the sunlight. Turns out Tiffany only had to wait 2. We sat at an empty table and ordered a beer. Once our drinks were delivered, two very large, very muscular, very rough looking men came over and introduced themselves. They had noticed the slutty outfit that Inga was wearing and it was like dangling raw meat in front of a lion.They pulled the two empty chairs out and sat down on either side of Inga. She looked scared to death, justifiably. I looked around and saw that the loud group of bikers that these two were partying with had all turned to. ’ He leaned back against the rented Toyota and crossed his arms, his eyes slowly doing a circuit of their surroundings. Shari studied him. She knew that under his long overcoat, his arms were more thickly muscled than any plain old engineer had a right to — that kind of muscle was reserved for lumberjacks and wrestlers. He joked that it was a result of his Nordic genes, but Shari suspected that he either trained hard in a gym for three hours a day, or that his work somehow generated that. For Samantha, thought, as much as she looked forward to gulping down a huge load of the pool boys syrupy semen, she was too much in need of her own orgasm to let it end this way just now. There would be plenty of opportunities to taste his come later. With her hands, she pushed him back until his cock slipped from between her lips, trailing strands of saliva. She looked up at him breathlessly. Enrique&hellip,please&hellip,.fuck me now. I need it so bad! Enrique grinned down at her, and began to.