When he reviews and checks my hopeful and longing pussy this time, I am convinced and positive that I will be spanked and fucked and banged pitilessly...and heartlessly like no man's dealing. In fact, my vagina itself is missing Stian's spermatic seed and jism so, so, so very much. She is awfully and particularly parched and thirsting for it. Without taking another swallow and fresh nip of it, she will definitely kick it and pop her plogs. I am just jesting and wise-cracking, don't take offence. The few men of my own age, who still seemed to be out 'hunting', only had eyes for the painted singles in their forties. I bottomed out twice. Went to a hotel room with a guy in his early seventies, and later a soft gentleman in his late sixties. Both of them were clumsy and selfish, and neither of them managed to produce a respectable stand. But they managed to make me feel dirty and unworthy. Back to my lonely sessions. At least my right hand never failed me, and it seemed to have the same. I began to wonder if anything would and then I heard the lock working. Ithought perhaps I would be told to do something but as nothing hadhappened after several moments I turned the handle and opened the door.This room was certainly warmer, which encouraged me to go through prettysmartly! My skimpy outfit was doing very little to keep me warm. Iclosed the door behind me and looked round.There was a table sitting in the middle of the room with a small plateand a glass sitting on it. The plate. ‘It’s a small one. I just wish it was Nicholas I was marrying not Fritz. But he has done so much for me I guess this is a way for me to start paying him back but I can’t believe Charlotte would betray me so badly.’ ‘Layla you should be expecting that from her but not from Nicholas, I wonder what she has against him?’ ‘Other than her body, who knows? She was always manipulating people into being in her favor,’ Layla guessed. ‘Oh well let’s finish getting ready and get this over with.’ Layla.