They are a bit glassy.‘You’re not going to say anything are you?’She nods no.‘You’re a good girl.’She smiles.‘Now, I’m going to put my...cock in your ass.’Again, she smiles.He pours some lube at the top of her ass and lets it flow down the crack of her ass. He takes a well-lubed finger, slides it into her, and slowly, gently strokes it in and out. He feels her relax around his finger. With his fingers, he can feel the dildo in her pussy. He then inserts a second finger into her and again slowly,. "I'll admit I'm no different from most other guys," he went on, keeping on the same subject. "So why should you be different from most other chicks? I mean, hell Kelly, when I take a good look at your bra and see how well you're put together, or when I get a break and get to see up your skirt a little ways higher than usual -- I get really turned on. Just like any other guy does when he sees the same thing. You aren't going to tell me you don't know what a sharp-looking chick you are, now are. And I could feel the mood and my cock was telling me something is going to happen. then all of a sudden she touched my leg with her leg and kept it there then she started rubbing my legs and was looking straight into my eyes i could feel the pressure building inside both of us then as she finished the drink i got up to take the glass from her and kept it in the kitchen and came back and sat next to her in the same sofa and put my hands on the sofa behind her and touched her head.That was it she. He had got used to avoiding eye contact at the desk in case the person serving gave him a curious look. He slipped out, unnoticed and anonymous as others on the streets went about their business. On the way back to the hotel, he popped into one of those all-night pharmacies to buy some lubricant and some basic make-up – some bright red lipstick and mascara. The girl who served him was so bored and indifferent she never gave a glance. Back to the hotel then and into his room. He began to run a.