She stopped in her tracks, feeling the blood pound in her veins and a hot prickling inside her cunt. Brandi was gorgeous, as usual, wearing an abbrevi...ted red bikini through the bra of which you could see the thick bumps of her nipples outlined. Her rippling stomach and her perfect shoulders were bare, and she was holding two shiny silver barbells that looked like they weighed about a hundred pounds each.God, that girl fucked me, Laura thought, swallowing reflexively. She made me pass out.She. I thought you'd call from Portland, so we could send a car to the airport in Redmond to pick you up." I am in Portland. I'll fly up in a helicopter. Can you clear a place for me to land-maybe set out a sheet or something, so I'll know where you want me?" Sure, George. Will your pilot go right back, or do we need to put him up?"Laughing, he said, "Yeah. Feed him and all... I'll fly myself up, Rob." Oh. OK, George. We'll look forward to seeing you. When shall we expect you?" About three hours.. “That’s her! The girl with the knife act!”The loudspeaker blared, announcing the ‘beautiful, exotic Béla’.‘What an unusual name, ‘ Henry thought.He watched her step up on the stage and told Jesse, “She looks pretty ordinary to me.”“Just shut up and watch, man!” Jesse said, “She’s incredible!”Henry shut up and watched the show. The girl didn’t seem to have much of a figure; no tits, skinny ass. She was wearing a camouflage top and metallic mini-skirt that wasn’t much more than a belt around her. He was attracted by Sophie’s blonde hair, big tits and hot curvaceous body. I contacted him and arranged to meet at 7.30 Saturday night.Sophie decided to go to the races on Saturday afternoon with some girlfriends. This was perfect. They usually go to a pub after the races so I knew that when I picked her up at 7.15 she would be drunk and very horny.In fact the races are a bit of a favourite – they are a great place to hook up. On a couple of occasions after going to the races Sophie has come.