” she moaned softly.With her soft whispered encouragement, I eased my hand up from between her legs to the top button of her jeans. Sensing no prote...t, I quickly unbuttoned them, sliding the zipper down as far as it would go. Once again she leaned up to me and pressed her lips to mine in a soft, moist kiss. I moved my hand back up to the waistband of her panties, easing my fingers inside the sheer, silky material. I felt her inhale deeply allowing my hand to slide deep into her panties, her. I was nervous and almost trembling, but Mrs. Cane looked so calm and relaxed as she asked to see my cock, “Your turn, Brad. Show me yours.”I pushed my briefs down and took them off. I got on my knees and displayed my hard six-inch cock for her.“Oooh, nice. Now stroke it. I want to see you jerk off.”I stayed on my knees as I took my cock in hand and stroked it. I knew Mrs. Cane enjoyed watching by the look on her face. I did it slowly to give her a show. I also wanted it to last. I wanted to. ? ?Of course I’ll find you a taxi, darling,? Eleanor announced in her best English accent – ?Helen? was from London, after all – and the bartender actually thanked her for taking care of things and helped her carry Elise to the elevator. From the corner of her eye Eleanor saw his hand slip down the drugged girl’s back and under her skirt, stealing a feel of her naked ass, but the violation only made her grin. Bitch deserved it and a lot worse. The first of her booked hotel rooms was the. "Laura nearly blushed, and flirted with him shamelessly. "Then I'll see you there in fifteen minutes."He nodded.Oh god, Laura thought as she drove home, it's been so long since I've been really reamed, I don't know if I'll be able to stand it. I mean, Karen and I, and Barbara and I, get kind of rough sometimes, but it's nothing like having that huge pole of gristle hammering into you.And yet her pulse fluttered wildly at the thought. She noticed the telltale dampness in her crotch by the time.