Lifting and turning her head from the pillow it'd been firmly planted in, she yelped between thrusts -- "Oohhhhh, ooooooh … God! Fuck! Is this – a...h! – good for you?"He didn't hear her words, examining the dresser top and shelves and assuming she was muttering in ecstacy. He noticed that his pace had fallen off briefly, so he grabbed the back of Jennifer's head, drew his hips back, and slammed her forward into the pillow again. He held it inside her until she finished moaning, and then began. As usual when in Savannah Amanda stayed at the Eliza Thompson guest house. That was now run by Eliza’s daughter Megan, a fifty year old spinster. She provided an outstanding and extremely confidential service in her small, exquisitely appointed and scrupulously clean facility as well as providing wonderful food. Amanda had telegraphed her booking to the guest house and Megan welcomed her like an old friend showing her to her usual room that had a balcony with floor to ceiling windows. My underwear had dropped off the side of the bed, and I guy had my g string by his nose, giving them a good sniff, each to their own, I felt Chas starting to cum, and he shot his hot load into me, lots and lots, I orgasmed at the same time, as he let go of my arms I beckoned the guy who had my panties to get on the bed, I pointed to my flooded cunt, and said, ok get your head down there and lick me clean and you can keep my panties, he quickly dropped down and started cleaning me out, I could. "I can finish my shower." I begin to walk back towards the bathroom when I hear one of the cabinets being opened and shut in the kitchen, causing adrenalin to rush throughout my body."Whoever you are! Get out! I have a weapon and I'm not afraid to use it!" I call out, my knees wobbling as I walk, prepared to give out any time soon. I grab onto the wall with my free hand, supporting myself as I inch closer and closer to the kitchen. "Hey! Calm down!" A rough voice says and my eyes close as a.