I got out of bed and walked into the kitchen of my apartment and retrieved a cold soda from the refrigerator, then went out onto the balcony to take i... some fresh air. London is similar to New York City in the fact that it’s a city which never seems to sleep. My apartment was on the top floor of a thirty-five story building. As I looked out on the skyline of London at night, I could see Big Ben and the house of Parliament keeping watch on the banks of the river Thames. London is a city steeped. Her second orgasm exploded, more forceful than her first. Her pussy flooded with her juices. She collapsed and rested her full weight on the hood of her Charger.Exhausted, he pulled his cock out of Beth's ass. As he withdrew, his cock pulled some his seed out with it. He tried to watch it drip down her pussy before she stood and turned to face him. A drop of sperm clung to the tip of his still semi--hard dick. Beth smiled."I gotta go, stud." Beth said as she walked by him to retrieve her. ."Do you have any music?" Jenny asked a waiter who was bringing out the second jug."Yes, Miss Juggs," the waiter answered as he placed the jug on a table beside the assorted group of men."Something sexy, please," Jenny asked, adding to herself. He's quite cute in that outfit. And he tasted pretty good, too... She fondly remembered her breakfast here at the restaurant that morning - 28 loads of fresh cum, straight from the tap.When the soft music started Jenny began to dance slowly. The motion. Of course, Nilla had seen me two weeks ago at the jail and probably had not seen him since yesterday, so she must prefer that Fox. But I couldn't blame her for that decision if Fox was more important to her. Who didn't prefer a charming polite multimillionaire before an ex convict?Fox's real name is Gilbert Hubertsson and he got his pet name after his divorce after the ex-wife tried to get 50% of everything he owned but left town with a huge debt to her lawyers.My employees and I left the.