Only the sounds of scuffed shoes and rustling clothes could be heard. She kept staring at the ceiling, wanting to look, but also afraid to look, scare... just who she might see. Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see the silhouettes of figures, crowding close. Her room was small and quickly she felt the temperature rise with all those bodies crammed around her bed.As they all settled into position an uneasy silence fell across the room. A tall figure loomed at the base of her bed and even. JJ was grinning at me, this was her favorite club on ladies' night and she knew how crowded it would be. Another drink or two and she would be in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by other ladies and loving it!I sat back down and she scooted close so we could hear each other talk."How was the line?" It was freaking impossible, you shyte! And you damn well knew it, didn't you?" Yea, it gets bad about now, but it'll lighten up later. For some reason 6 and 9 seem to be the call of the. I asked her to lie on bed.I pulled out her panty and smelled it. I started to kiss her pussy which was already wet. I started to fuck her with my tongue to which she was crying like anything. I was inserting my tongue deep her vaginal hole. She came again with lot of her love juice this time she was satisfied and she looked at me and asked me to fuck her.I asked her to lie down and in missionary style I started inserting my cock. She was not able to bear the pain and she was begging me not to. Butbecause she was rich and I wasn't and that's the sort of thing richpeople think people who have to balance the checkbook for themselvesshould do.I contemplated letting her wait. I thought about Catalina Island. Niceday for a sail. Did I really want to cope with this spoiled woman-childwhose idea of social grace was to make me her butler? Where was the easyone I ordered? I could work on my chess. There-was a new computer thatplayed, they said, like Kasparov. The ad in Chess Today claimed it.