No dirty messages. Perhaps I should send one myself, then? I feel like texting Sophie, telling her I’ve had rough sex with the two workmen. I giggle...at the thought. She might just believe it – and be a bit shocked – and very curious. Yes, damn it – I’ll do it! I open iMessage and start typing:“Hi Sophie...”“Excuse me.”I look up. The Turk stands in the doorway smiling tactfully at me. Yes – he really is a bit of a hunk.“We’re done,” he says. “Just go back to what you were doing.”The Viking. To add to the effect Diana slides over the top of her lover until their breasts are mashed together. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t take it anymore,” she whispers to Page.“Unless you have a tool like Cate did outside that I don’t see, how do you plan to accomplish this feat?” Page asks with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.Diana lifts up. “Spread your legs and bend you knees.” Page obediently spreads her legs wide and bends her knees. “I don’t need a cock to fuck you,” Diana says as she. Steven stood directly in front of her and lifted up her top, taking it off over her head, Connor unclipped her bra and the two men took a breast each and licked and fondled her. She unbuttoned Chris’s pants and as he took them off he knelt on the bed, she took his 5” and it was soon in her mouth. Steven stood up and quickly undressed, releasing his 6” as she grabbed and tugged him. Connor’s hand was now moving up her thigh as she had opened her legs, with his mouth latched onto her tit, his. She motioned him onto the bed. He sat, but still seems untrusting and tense. Instinctively, she gently pushed on his shoulders to lay him down. He was still suspicious of her as she straddled him. Figuring it was best to keep her face hidden, for fear that the longer he looked at her, the more likely he was to remember her, she burried her face into his shoulder, gently kissing and biting him. He stayed tense. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him roll his eyes, looking slightly annoyed..