I gaze up at this angel. Taking in the sight of her firm and supple breasts. My hands move on their own, cupping and massaging her chest, as my thumbs...rub her nipples. She moans loudly and pulls my shirt up so she can run her hands over my broad chest. I lean up and take my shirt off while she undoes my pants and pulls the zipper down. She kneels next to me and tugs my pants and boxers off before she wiggles out of hers. She retakes her place on my lap and grinds softly against me as I wrap my. As we met back in reception I could see Julie was wearing the bare minimum of clothing no bra as her tits moved freely and nipples rock hard and doubt she had panties on that she confirmed as we left the hotel, also she confessed she had to finger herself a few times when she was in her room as she was very horny, as I walked behind Julie looking at her beautiful arse I was getting more horny if I didn’t fuck Julie soon I would shoot my load in my trousers. It was getting unbearable the urge to. ‘Like a coffee? I’m making some.’ ‘I shouldn’t. I’ve been on fruit juices because of this.’ She patted her bump before wetting my shoulder again. But she did. She sank two cups of coffee, most of the time sitting on my lap. She recognised me as Count Dracula which argued a reasonable amount of observation. She called me Dracula. I called her Sugar-Plum. Gradually she explained what had happened. Brian was her current boyfriend but not the father of her baby. The baby’s father is a married man. “Oops. Looks like I offended someone. I’ll never understand why men have to be so sensitive about not getting laid. Brush it off buddy!” Eva shouted after him.More laughter swept across the crowd. This time at Sam’s expense.Walking into the Bare Laugh’s restroom Sam found that at some point since his last visit the club owner’s had seen fit to mounted a wide screen monitor over the urinals. Presumable so that their patrons could continue to enjoy the stage acts even while they were in the.