But I don't see the need to rush really. So we are a little late — with London the state its in — no-one will wonder why."The Ambassador sighed. "...avid, we had this conversation already. I can't emphasise enough what a coup it is that we have been invited to His Royal Highness private birthday celebrations." Um, to be accurate sir, tt was I who was invited." interrupted David with a grin."Now let's not quibble about technicalities" blustered the Ambassador. "This will be the first chance for a. The meter maid did not shriek or squeal . She actually moved her ass so my hard cock was now located between her curvy ass cheeks . Moving her hips , her ass rubbed up and down my shaft."Mmmm . What now?" She asks." The camera is over there" she pointed toward the distant stairwell door. "My supervisor is probably asleep."My hands slide down her legs to the hem of her skirt and roughly pulled it up to her hips. Removing my hand from her back I let her put her hands on the bonnet of the car for. Ze lag volledig gefixeerd, kon niet meer weg. Haar iniemste deel open en bloot, kwetsbaar maar oh zo kletsnat , zichtbaar geil.Caren was blijkbaar niet ge?nteresseerd in de opgewonden teef die ze al dominerend bijna tot waanzin droof. Ze ging onverstoord verder.?Ik ben je ff beu kind, als er al iets uit die bek van je komt is het gehijg, gekreun of gesmeek om met je vuile spleetje te spelen; en daar heb ik nu even geen zin in.?Snel nam Caren de vuile , natte slip terug van de grond en duwde. Dina hadme strike those poses she had mentioned, while she used her phone torecord them. Hands on hips. Fingers laced behind neck. Hands on kneesand butt thrust out. Fingertips on lower lip, mouth open in a theatrical'O', other hand in middle of chest (but not pressing down on thoseflouncy ruffles). Please don't let her show the pictures to anyone, Iwordlessly pleaded to Fate or whatever passed for fate in my currentsituation."You are just too precious, in a bizarre sort of way," she told.