It was an awesome feeling. While my hands were rolling over her thighs she was watching my face. I looked up into her eyes and she gave the most eroti... look I had ever seen. She closed her eyes and leaned backwards and lifted her thighs and put it over mine. I then slowly moved my hands upwards under her t-shirt and slid my hand inside. The touch was like fire. I slid it up and stopped at her bra. She was still leaning back with her eyes closed. I couldn’t control and I just leaned over her to. We spent a few minutes together until Ian tapped lightly on the bedroom door. “Dinner is about to start,” he shouted.Maria cursed as she got up and released me. “What did you think of that?” she asked, as she kissed me.“I loved it.”“Most men do,” she replied, “but some men like it both before after.”I was puzzled.“Before the woman gets fucked and after she gets fucked.”“Oh!”“Ian especially,” she informed after kissing me again.“You mean after another… ?”“Especially, after being fucked by. Not failing to notice his toned, defined, muscular legs and his strong arms crossed over his bulking chest. He wore his suits perfectly fitted and must have left his jacket in the office because I could see his 8 pack rippling under his crisp white dress shirt. His smooth coca skin had no flaws and I followed it with my gaze up to his perfect juicy lips. He was so sexy. his eyes are deep and soul searching, fitting perfectly under his unmanicured eyebrows. His hair was always freshly lined and. "Why are we here?" she asked, clearly confused by the building and the signs."I said we're going out for a fancy dinner tonight and we need some dress clothes. They won't let us in wearing these rags," Travis explained."I'm not wearing rags!" Anya yelled over the blowing wind."Madelyn really liked your outfit. I don't get it; they're just black clothes," Travis shrugged.Anya stopped in the middle of the parking aisle and grabbed Travis by the chin. His eyes went wide when he saw the look on her.