Slipping into the passenger seat, I quickly greet him with a short peck on the cheek as he has already started speeding down the street. "So where are...we going, babe?" I ask as I look at him. His dark hair is combed over onto his head perfectly with a few loose strands dangling in front of his forehead like a greaser, he is wearing a plain grey t-shirt and navy blue jeans which makes me question my attire. Looking over at me, he shoots me a grin and looks me over before putting his free hand on. Knowing that he was about to cum, Dorothy passionately growled, "You son of a bitch, I want your baby!" He ploughed into the wide-open woman, spurred on by her legs clamped behind his ass, pushing hard. He was ready to explode inside her as her husband slept peacefully at home. "Give me your fucking baby!" she yelled, and slapped the side of his head. She came up with the other hand, ready to strike the other side of his head, but he caught it in his own. They looked at eachother, smiled and. . what, masturbating?" Masturbating," Katya repeated, then added a word in Russian. "Yes. I am sorry, Professor, but -"Lucas raised a hand, and the blonde girl fell silent. "So you were naked when Nancy returned from her evening out, and you were masturbating in front of a pornographic DVD - I assume the DVD was pornographic, Nancy?" I should bloody well hope so," muttered the brunette, then hid a smile and nodded. "Uh, I mean, yes, Professor. It was called Hot Nasty Girls Fucking. Number. ” And then she gave him a naughty smile and said, “And you can kiss me and touch me in the car as much as you want.”I knew of course that JM had no intention of bringing her back to our hotel. He had arranged a car and driver just for this purpose. The car was a 7-seater van in which they could have privacy in the back seats. And that car would be going straight to a small villa about twenty minutes from the club, where my wife was going to get fucked all night like a whore. JM had set up a.