The music was loud and intrusive now, the bar heaving; they were having an increasingly difficult time hearing each other.Charlie put his arm around h...r and pushing his mouth right into her ear, he asked if she fancied taking a bottle of wine back to their upstairs hotel room to get away from all the noise. Her heart raced - the intention was clear - charlie was hard against her buttock, Tom against her hip. This had been a fantasy for so long. She hesitated, her face flushed, heart. “Hot, tight, slippery and buried to the hilt,” ran through Bobby’s mind.In and out he slowly began. Slow and deep with each thrust; Bobby was in a drunken bliss.Maura was stretched to the max; tighter and slipperier than any Bobby ever had. Now she got into the rhythm and began rocking her tight pussy back and forth. He watched as his cock tried to turn her pussy inside out when he withdrew almost to the tip. Bobby picked up his speed. It was feeling too good; most of the time he hit bottom. He. “Don't tell me what to do, Miss!”Your words were accompanied by a sharp slap to my rump from the hand that had been holding my hip, your fingers still in place in my pussy, which clenched around them as you hit me again, my flesh still tender from your spanking before.“Ohhh... you really do like that, don't you?” You sounded satisfied and I smiled, my head still bent to the carpet so you couldn't see. You began to ease your fingers slowly back and forth inside me, and I thought I heard you. How did you find out?" I was there ... I guess about an hour or so after it happened. I saw her car there so I couldn't understand why she wasn't answering the door. I stood there ringing the bell for quite a while. Finally one of the neighbors saw me and told me what had happened." I see. Well I was just at the hospital and she asked me to give you a call." Does she still want to sell the house?" Oh, I don't know. She didn't say anything and I didn't think to ask her. I'll tell you what; I'm.