By then the little orgy broke up, a few showers were taken, and the group headed down to help prepare dinner.There must be something in a dark corner ...f man’s innermost soul that can’t stand a hero or expert or someone who stands out from the crowd for something worthwhile.Matt and Nathan discovered this on Wednesday morning about nine o’clock in their living room, when they met with two reporters from The Courier – Dean Atkins and Willow Mendez, both introduced as seasoned staff in their. Well, we’ll see about that I thought. Maybe she was being coy, or she was just going to be a tease again. I wasn’t too worried, just happy I could see her again.I got there a few minutes early, and waited for her. I’d worn my best shirt, made the best of myself. I hoped she would be impressed.She arrived just after eight o’clock. She looked amazing, wearing a nice little black dress which was short, but not too short, and showing a bit more cleavage than when I saw her last.She embraced me with. He methodically pumps into my pussy and rubs my clit simultaneously causing my orgasm to get closer. I beg for him to let me hold on to it but he simply pumps and rubs even faster. I try to push his hand away from my clit but he just swats my hand and he pinches my clit between two fingers putting more pressure on it doing the opposite of what I wanted. My moan gets louder and I beg him to let me hold my orgasm in for another minute or so—this isn’t fair that he can work my body over within. That sounds perfect, Samantha."She winked playfully and said, “I'll be right back with that,” as I nodded in approval. She was a beautiful young woman, in her early to mid-twenties with beautiful long blonde hair and a smile from ear-to-ear with the cutest little dimples. Not to mention a stunning figure (it's not the food that brings me here, trust me).Quickly, she came back to my table with my drink and asked, “Are you eating with us today?”In no hurry to face the heat I nodded and ordered my.