Bring your clothes ... be sure the fire is out. It led me to believe I would not be coming back. The same nerdy looking driver met me in a small van t...pe SUV. The good thing was he had a pepperoni pizza and a cold coca cola waiting for me.I finished the pizza long before he finished the three hour drive. After the pizza I devoured the information in one of those brown envelopes. One that I couldn't take with me and the boss could deny existed. It wasn't the ideal situation but it was better. Being so young my cock stayed hard. I fucked her steadily. Her body undulated and rocked beneath me, her gash grasped my cock to the root. Moans and groans came from her throat. Suddenly Mona’s hands grasped me, her legs encircled my body, all drawing me tightly to her. She thrashed around the bed, humped her cunt up at my cock. I fucked her fast and held onto her. She cried out as she ground her sucking twat all over me. The sensations surged through me. Again my tool pulsed jets of cum into. Releasing her grip on his shaft, she said, ”Undo your belt, honey, and push your jeans and boxers down. I'll give you something much nicer than this."Adrian fumbled with his buckle but managed to get jeans and shorts to pool around his ankles while Gail gave him a long, firm kiss.“Just look at that,” she said, peering down at Adrian’s erection. “Oh my, is all that for me, baby?" She stroked a single finger up and down his impressive length.Adrian exhaled deeply and, before he could speak, Gail. Maia was a walking billboard for the tattoo art that the Forest people excelled in. Her mother had been an expert tattoo artist, and she’d decorated her daughter’s body with some of her finest work. She’d also instructed Maia in the craft. I had to admit that visually the artwork was an impressive sight.Maia was a medium tall woman who stood about five-foot-five. She was muscular, hard-bodied, and fit. She had a mane of thick brown hair that she wore in dreadlocks; she had a dark complexion, a.