Something about the Madam Turio, and a dangerous game she plays?”What the ever-living fuck. Garry had mentioned that only a fucking hour ago. What t...e hell.“Where ... did you hear that?” He looked over his shoulder at her, half to hold a dramatic, Ventrue pose, and half to make it easier to not look directly at her naked torso.“Vicky and Parker, through a friend of a friend of a friend.”Vicky and Parker. This was getting ridiculous. How many things kept pointing at those two, and now several. .. I couldn't stand it anymore, I ripped my 8 inch cock out my pants and started to inhale her cute sweaty socks and jerk at the same time, my mind and heart was racing until I needed to cum, I couldn't stop wanking and I had nowhere to squirt the cum!I couldn't help not cumming anymore so I put her sock over my cock and it flooded inside, it was the best orgasm I had ever had and it felt like I jizzed gallons."Watcha doinggg" I heard. I looked up and seen Aimee staring at her cum filled sock.. It was eleven a.m. on a Thursday morning and he was just waking up. ‘Thank goodness, school’s over,’ he thought to himself. ‘I need a shower,’ he declared, untangling himself from Sonya and getting out of bed. She let out a groan of frustration. ‘You’re washing my back!’ Sonya squealed in delight and bounded after him, like a chipmunk. In the shower, he let the warm water slowly rouse him, while Sonya soaped up his chest and back. She then paid special attention to his crotch and he got hard.. And while we were getting ready for dinner Lucien phone me at the hotel, to tell me how much they enjoyed themselves last night, and if we could meet next day, Lucian told me that they needed to rest after the wild night they had with me, he said that they will pick me up next day in the evening, so my husband and I we went for dinner and then for a walk, During our walk on the promenade, I told my husband about the night before, and i asked him if he wanted to go out with me and the french old.