Once he took off his shorts, he took her arm and roughly bent her over the chair. He came up from behind and took her, entering her in one hard stroke... She was wet and ready, but came hard at the intensity of how he entered her. He was completely inside her in that one stroke, she could feel his balls against her. He immediately began to fuck her with all his might, his entire body slamming into her as hard as he could. She was moaning at first and then panting. She could barely take this big. She thought she would faint from the sheer enormity of that moment. She had dreamt about it, fantasized about it, replayed it over and over again in her mind, and now she was feeling it, living it, she couldn’t have felt more at peace. There in the middle of the airport, surrounded by hundreds of travelers, they were alone, together at last. They kissed as if they had been lovers for a thousand years and then they kissed as if they would never see each other again. The reality of the moment. " Demands John his Portuguese-Turned Parisian Accent Slipping Through. "I Am Actually, I am Ezio Auditore Da Firenze, Mentor of The Roman Assassini." Says The Man.John Releases The Girl. "My Name is John Doe, I am From The Parisian and Portuguese Brotherhoods, I am Pursued By A Group of Elite Templars, The Partisans. The Partisans are the Papal Guards, Brotherhood, Thieves Guild, and Mercenaries Guild all wrapped into a Single Elite Group, They Are Trained From Birth to Hunt Down Enemies of The. I thought for sure the stitching would give but the strong leather held firm as it squeezed around my hips. When the zipper was finally fully up the skirt squeezed my hips almost painfully tight and yet oddly enough all I could think about was how good it felt. My legs were pulled together and my ass cheeks were clenched tight. Spreading my legs slightly I could feel a coolness on my exposed pussy. On me, the skirt was just long enough to extend a few inches below my firm butt cheeks. .