Her natural good looks mean low maintenance without hours in front of a mirror. Absolutely my sort of woman.Me? Well I'm just your average guy looks w...se. A professional, successful businessman who enjoys life to the full. Not rich but comfortably off.As we pick up speed the breeze cools us down and she slips below to unpack and make up our cabin, soon returning on deck with two glasses of deliciously refreshing Pinot Grigio.The scenery is stunning and so is she. Barefoot and dressed in a. The carpet was plush and John felt his feet sinking into it with each step. Vanessa sat behind a large wooden desk wearing a blue suit jacket with a red silk shawl hanging across her chest and one shoulder. ‘Thank you Nadine,’ she said looking at the receptionist, ‘you can take lunch now.’ ‘Thank you Dr. Willbond, ‘she said with a smile and quick look at John before closing the door. At the closing of the door John immediately turned back around, ‘Mist…I mean Vanessa what have you done to me?’. His hands fell on my hip bones.Here it comes.He held on to my hips and gave a mighty push, shoving his whole length into my tortured rectum. I may have passed out, or not. I felt his fullness inside me, the cramps in my sphincter matched by those in my gut. I felt his hairs against my anus and his pubic bone against my ass. He was all the way inside me; so tight. I inhaled. The worst was over.It wasn’t.He began to pull out. I felt my guts following him, I screamed into the gag; he was pulling. ”“I ain’t been told about no high school party tonight. Y’all must have the wrong address. Go ahead and git on outta here a-fore I gotta call the cops on ya!”Troy, who sat directly behind Jeff, raised his black envelope so the security guard could see it. The other four raised theirs as well. The security guard looked as if he had seen a ghost and visibly swallowed.“Oh, um, oops, sorry about that sirs. I ain’t seen anybody showed up for the party, yet, not in a limo of some kind, but this sure.