There was too much overt sexuality going on (and I CAN'T believe I'm complaining about that!), most of the girls seemed far too sure of themselves, ex...ept a few that seemed sullen and annoyed, there was music playing too loudly from a portable stereo, and I'd seen far too many bottles of alcohol.A small amount of beer or wine would've been fine, but not as much as they had, and especially not the top-shelf spirits. Everybody getting tipsy or drunk would greatly reduce my ability to get to know. How's that for a prize?"Buck looked over at Brandy and licked his lips. "Give me one more drink and lead me to her," he grinned. "I aim to give that beautiful blonde a workout she won't forget in a hurry!"With the rest of the crowd at the bar egging him on, Buck finished his second drink. Then he stood up and let Dave lead him to the office. He didn't let on he knew Dave until they were out of sight of the rest of the customers."You sure she can take it?" Buck said anxiously, studying his. Chris moaned, Fuck me. Please…just fuck me! Harder, I want it harder! Ebima growled in response, and threw Chris across the room and on his bed. Chris watched Ebima stalk to the bed, his 9 erection jutting furiously from his body. Ebima fell on Chris, pulling him by his thighs, and entering him once again. Chris lay flat on his back, fingers curling into the sheets beneath his body, his legs on either side of Ebimas hips. He screamed with every strong thrust, every push against his prostate.. "Call me Corrin, please?" Your first name." I stepped into the car, where I had to nearly lay down to fit its low profile. "Call me Walter. And how do you close this door?"She entered her side and flipped a switch. The door chewed its way down. The tinted windows left us in gloom. "There's not enough room in here." Her breasts rose and fell. Static electricity tinkled around them."There's room enough to slap your pretty face." I told her politely."But not to take your arm up my ass." That's a.