Never mind my wife, I don’t think I could stop even if my daughter walked in on us now. I’d have to have this young nymph first and then deal with...the consequences later.“Jayne, I’m going to cum if you don’t slow down..” I tell her, as her pelvic thrusts become almost unbearable for my over stimulated body and brain.“I want you to cum John, I want to feel you cum deep inside of me” she says, beautiful breasts bouncing and dancing in front of my grateful face.Hearing those words from this. Many opposed this method of everlasting youth. The war of today is fought between the Ords (short for ordinary) and the Selects (those chosen to be hosts). Enough about that. This is my story. On my nineteenth birthday I was asked to be a host for a new type of blood. I must point out that as a soldier I was nothing but average when it came to my skill. I was of a simple ground operations unit much like the infantry of nearly a century ago. It was my looks and my personality that brought the. She smiled and mounted the waiting mouth. I slowly entered the Fiance’s still throbbing pussy with a muffled groan of encouragement from the Fiance and a loud encouragement from the woman on the screen. I told the woman to watch and imagine that was me pounding her pussy like I am doing to this one. She again moaned as the man picked up the pace. I started to really fuck the Fiance hard and she started cumming yet again. My lady friend was totally grinding her Pinay pussy on the face of my sex. Mrs McCloud was trying to conrol her breathing while her nerves got the best of her. She had the profoundly sinking feeling that she and Bobby were in way over their heads.The other door, to the left of the desk, opened and a partially bald, partially graying man stepped in. Smiling, he extended his hand. "Hi, I'm Frank Watkins, manager of this hotel and casino. And you are-- " It doesn't matter who we are," Bobby told him stiffly. "What matters is what we can do to you if we are unable to.