That is how TrapHouseFemz.biz was born.Joey purchased an abandoned three-story building in the warehouse district. He turned the first floor into a ni...htclub catering to pretty diverse crowd and a separate jazz lounge. Those businesses did well. He outfitted the second floor as set of decent size en-suite bedrooms with a common game area, kitchenette, and mini-library. The third floor divided in two – one side was where orders were filled; the other side was a tricked out two-bedroom;. Especially with Sandra giving it some manual encouragement. As I was already laying on this backless lounge she had no problem straddling me and slowly lowering herself on my rigid appendage and slowly raising and lowering herself giving my cock that wonderful sensation of delight. She gradually picked up the pace of her strokes until she was howling and shrieking as she usually did during amorous ecstasy. I had both of my hands busy kneading her breasts with their light coating of dew from our. I saw a ceiling, the I tilted the mirror a bit, I saw red hair, firey red hair. It was someones head, out of curiosity I looked at the blue mirror, and saw the side of a face, the same red hair. These weren't mirrors, somehow they were really small portals, the red hair I saw was mine! I picked up the blue portal and held them both side by side, amazing they're working portals, like out of that video game. I set them both on the bed, and out of curiosity, I put my right hand into the blue one,. “Oh, my God!” she screamed, as she felt me enter her. I gently rubbed my cock against the walls of Karissa's fresh pussy. She moaned as she felt the skin of my cock rub itself against her own skin. Karissa raised her hands and rubbed her erect nipples as I satisfied her wet pussy. At that moment, I began to pick up the pace and intensity. I slammed Karissa against the bed frame as I fucked her. Karissa screamed loudly as I pounded her tight pussy. Suddenly, she placed her hands around my.