“Put your face between my legs and lick my pussy like you are painting a fence with your tongue,” Deanna said almost not believing the words were ...oming out of her mouth. Rich knelt down on the floor in front of her and realized he would not be able to reach her in a comfortable position. She was just slightly too high. He stood back up, she could see his cock pulsing with his heartbeat, straining as if trying to touch his stomach, and the skin was tight and shiny –too much meat and not enough. ”“Would you like to sit down.”“Why yes, thank you.”“What can I get you?”I ordered a cocktail, and we exchanged small talk. After a bit, he asked if I would be interested in accompanying him next door. Of course I agreed, and we left the club and I found myself in the by now all too familiar lobby for the third time that evening. It was not to be the last, however. We made our way upstairs, with Trevor complimenting me all they way, and as we entered the room Trevor drew me to him and gave me a. .well mask. There was no door covering the front of my body, no darkness in the room-nothing blocked me from him. Just the grip on my hips, the furious bounce he made me do in his lap that rolled my eyes back. He scooped me up and slid me back down, over and over making me moan wildly. My head bobbed up and down and my tits jiggled around. He watched every move I made and that made me really wet. He stared so intently that I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the holes he burnt into me! I. But I surmised that Angie would be hungry, probably from missing breakfast. I mixed up some pancake batter and put bacon and sausage in the skillet. I waited a half-hour and I was putting the meat on a plate and had just turned the pancakes over when she came out of the bedroom.She was eyeing the one place I had set. "Where do you want me to start while you are eating your breakfast?" I've had my breakfast. I suspect you missed yours. Why don't you sit down and I'll put this on your plate. I.