I feel your hard cock on my stomach as you still suck on my breasts. I take your shirt off and caress your arms and back. Your hands undo my skirt and...slide it off of me. As your hands grope on my hips and leg you feel my stockings and you let me know how much you want me to keep those on. Now we’re both naked and hot and wanting so much to unleash ourselves on each other. You spread my legs by going in between them as we kiss other. Both hungry and need to be satisfied. I open my mouth to look. She had a naughty look on her face and went straight back to sucking me. I took this as an ok, so I told the guy to fuck her. He got straight up behind her and slid his cock into her sopping pussy.He fucked her hard and fast and her groaning told me she was loving it. She started trembling and I knew she was going to cum. The loud moan she let out told me she had just as the guy did the same. He quickly left the scene and she sat down next to me. I asked her to show me her pussy and was. Is this Brinna Sweetman?’ ‘It is. Is there something I can help you with?’ (Good God his accent was sexy as all hell.) ‘This is Rupert. You wrote me a letter not long ago. I wasn’t going to call you but some friends convinced me..’ ‘I am so sorry! I was out of line. I never should have sent yo….’ ‘Sorry? Look I’m nervous calling you. Just hear me out. I’m in L.A. for some P.R. work in the states and I wondered if you meant all the things you said. After I wrap things up here I have a few days. She was highly intoxicated and no one else was around. She was a cute gal with straight long jet black hair that fell well below her waist. Tanned olivey complexion. Flawless skin. Red lipstick. All dolled up for a night of wildness. She would get it. Sexy black shoes that wrapped up her legs and were tied in a bow above her knees. A black spaghetti strap dress that hugged her little hour glass frame tightly. Andrew came up behind her and picked her up with one arm wrapping it around.