She would never say cock or fuck, penis and sexual relations were her terms, if she mentioned them at all and they didn't realize the aphrodisiac woul... not only cause her to want to fuck, but would also change her language to where she asked to fuck."Pam, take your hands off my husband," Betty told her sister as she grabbed her hands and pulled them from Gerald's belt. "My husband is not going to have sex with you and I think I need to take you home." No please, there's nothing there for me". Let the mother-fucking honky kiss her black ass! Peter's hand was pulling at her to turn her body while his mouth continued licking and kissing her stomach. She turned her body over and he pulled away. He was really getting into this now. His excitement was building with the thought of what he was about to do. "Up on your hands and knees sweetheart; show me your hurt. Mr. Bea'll take care of it." Once she was fully on her stomach Nicole then lifted herself up so that once more her buttocks were. ” She settled back in her seat thinking what Chris’s reaction would be when he saw her private collection. Chris couldn’t wait to see her other photographs. He had to concentrate on his speed. They soon arrived home. Stephanie said she was going up to the bedroom to get comfortable. Chris told he wanted to see her some more in her sexy dress. She agreed, “Ok. I’ll get my private collection.” Chris already had wine poured when she came back downstairs with her photographs. She looked at Chris. Pulling out of her mouth, he pulled her up by her hair, grabbed her wrist and took her into the conference room right next door. "I have to have your pussy" he said as he lifted her onto the conference room table. Cole had her jeans off in a flash, pushed her legs up as far as he could, and entered her in one fast, deep thrust which caused her to gasp in both pleasure and pain as he forced his cock against her cervix. As he felt her wetness he began to thrust, harder and faster like a piston.