Jesus... Jamie... ooooooooooooohhhh that feels so good." She wrapped her legs around me and moaned again as the head of my cock slammed into her cervi.... I spun us around and walked to the bed, falling on top of her sexy, firm body, cramming her full of my cock. She screamed in passion as my bloated cock scorched her vagina. "Give me... your... cum... blast... my... pussy... nnnnnowwwwww!" My cock spewed great loads of cum into her. Her own orgasm rocked us. She writhed under me, nipples. " You've gotta come, Rob, or I won't go." Bruce really turned the screw."But I don't like parties, I always feel like a spare you know." Cocktail sausage, yeah, we know," said Bruce and I blushed and went offto my bedroom.Nothing more was said about the party except my offer to make some foodwas accepted. The day before, I set about making vol-au-vents, sausagerolls and two quiches. Bruce was astonished when he saw the fridge fullof food.On the morning of the party, he asked me again if I'd go. Tis unseemly for a Princess who is next in line to the throne . . . to be too hasty to eat." Terry dropped to his knees in front of her. Elle smiled weakly. It was less intimidating and more in keeping with her role as a princess to have a man kneel before her. His next action was somewhat less royal and a lot less respectful. Elle was startled for a moment when he circled her waist with one arm and pulled her small body up against his. He slipped his free hand down onto her bottom and then. By the time he was due home from work, I'd pruned to perfection. I had a workout, walked the dog, danced around the house to some music while cleaning then showered, waxed, tanned, and gave myself a beautiful bouncy blow-dry. Full application of sultry make-up and a cheeky set of black lingerie - lace and silk balconette bra with black Victoria Secret panties which laced up the back over the bum crack. I teamed the underwear with my tight black leather-look trousers and a black t-shirt which.