Margarita was also reluctant to leave Angelina behind but finally did so with much muttering and nervous playing with her prayer beads.Our fist night ...lone Angelina came to the main house determined to impress me with her cooking. She showed up wearing a beautiful dress and had planned on making dinner for us. She succeeded in impressing me.Even though our parents wouldn't have been thrilled, I got a bottle of wine from the wine cellar. We had enough that it would never be missed anyway.. I love this angle because you can really see how big he is compared to her petite body, and how deep he is going. Anyway this time he put the head in and sunk the entire thing into her, she screamed into the pillow and he showed no mercy on her this time. It was all about him getting off in her this time and he fucked her. He was holding her down for a while then pulling her hair. He also put his hands on her shoulders and pulling her back onto him for a while. She had cum multiple time and was. Wow, where is this coming from? I thought, I wish I had a pussy, because I am really getting attracted to him. What if I did have a pussy? Would I go to the bathroom, take my panties off, come back here and give him a peek up my dress? All I wanted to do right now was go home and jerk off. Well, not exactly—All I really wanted to do, was take him home, and just let him have his way with me.I finished my cappuccino, but I did not want to leave the shop without doing something. I bent down to. "Beer is fine, I'm a cheap drunk." She explained. He handed her a beer and leaned over the counter. "So, today you will just be working on laundry... My wife is a slobby housekeeper." He said with a slight grin."Laundry is easy." She replied as she adjusted her shirt under the bar so her tits would show even more. "Good. Finish your beer and I'll show you around the house." Jennifer quickly finished her beer and John led her upstairs. "Wow, this is a huge house.. and that is a lot of laundry.".