Vincent broke the kiss but kept her pressed to him. “Gods Ulani, you have some hold over me. I only have to touch you, and I want you so bad it’s ...ainful. I’d have thought after six months, I’d have become immune to you. Do you feel what you do to me?” He said as he rubbed her mons across his hard cock.“You affect me too, Vincent. But I don’t think your current mistress would be pleased to find you dallying with someone else,” she said trying to put distance between them.However, she didn’t. "Our staff will arrange a special car to pick you up at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning to bring you to the White House for an eleven thirty meeting. It will take about fifteen minutes, and we will have you back here well before your consultation with the head injury specialist at three."How do you feel about that, Kevin? Is it good timing, or too much for you to handle?" Her smile was distracting me, and I think I would have agreed to a donating my heart and both lungs without knowing what I. My crotch smacked into her rump. My balls thwacked into her taint. She gasped and whimpered, her hips moving, swirling her naughty sheath around my dick.Pleasure surged up my shaft.“Even during Thanksgiving dinner, if I call, you will rush out of there to fuck me,” I growled. “I’ll bend over the table let you fuck me in front of my entire family!” she moaned, her hips rocking back into me. Her firm, toned butt-cheeks smacked over and over into my crotch. “I just want to be yours.”I kept my. To regain his attention, she places a wet finger at his lips. ‘Ooo, baby, you are delicious,’ he says at he licks her wetness from his lips. She continues to rub herself, eventually taking her finger into herself. She moans loudly as her finger glides in and out of her wet pussy. Taking her finger out and running it up her belly, leaving a beautiful, shiny trail. He pulls her to him and traces it with his tongue, tasting her from her flesh. The mixture of her sweat and pussy are incredible. His.