For the past week, Gina has been bugging Hannah, begging her to let her boyfriend, Ian Patterson move in with them. Eventually, Hannah said yes, but o...ly because she wanted his dick.. But this time, she wasn’t sure if she should actually go for him because he’s her best friend’s boyfriend. While helping Ian move his things into the apartment, Hannah kept noticing that Ian was checking her out every chance he got. She doesn’t even have to do much to get a man’s attention. As she bent over to. You had flirted shamelessly all night. Teasing man after man till one wouldn’t take your protestations of “but I’m a married woman” seriously. He kissed you fiercely on the dance floor and lead you by the hand upstairs…Entering the room he paid no mind to anything in it except you and the bed. You had just managed to pull the thin dress over your head and toss it towards the chair in the corner when he bent you over the bed and split your damp cunt his huge, hard, cock. He pumped mightily into. She hadn’t expected that, but she liked Greg. He wouldn’t rape her, but he might not invite her again. She could say “no,” Could she say “not this time; ask me later”?When he blouse was undone and her bra pushed up, Greg had brushed his beard all over her tits. It was silky and felt more arousing than anyone else’s fingers ever had.“Please,” she’d said when he’d tried to ease her back on the sofa. “They might come out.”“Not before breakfast time. But, still, do you want more privacy?”“Yeah.”. Senator Murphy’s eyebrows furrowed. She mouthed, “Ransom?”“Oh, I don’t want money, Dr. Jackman. I want it.”“It?” I shook my head. “What are you talking about?”“The formula to the bimbo serum. Once it is delivered into my agent’s hand, I will release your wife unharmed.” Then she let out a throaty moan. “Well, once I’m done using her. Mmm, she really knows how to eat a woman’s asshole.”“Who are you?” I demanded. “How do you even know about the bimbo formula?”“I will contact you in two hours. I.