For thefirst time, the situation was actually beginning to scare me a bit. Ishifted in my seat and leaned slightly away from the muscular blackstud. T...e sight of his large hand now resting on my stockinged thighgot my attention. Starting at his hand, just below my skirt, I lookeddown to the high-heeled sandals on my stocking covered feet. I felt thestrain of my lacy red garter straps pulling across my smooth shavenass, as I became aware of the wetness beginning to form in my pantiesfrom my. He reached under the sink and pulled out some bath salts andpoured some into the water. Sean unzipped his skirt and undid thebuttons on his blouse, letting both drop to the floor. He stood beforethe bathroom mirror looking at the beautiful woman reflected back. Wherehe had stood over six feet tall, he now was closer to five-foot eight.He knew his bra size, which sort of amazed him. 36C. He reached behindhis back and his fingers seemed to know where and what they needed to doto unclasp the. "We'll make sure we clean up after."She stretched her long legs out on the seat, barefoot as she'd left her sandals on the floorboard up front. He took in the sight of her breasts, her smooth, flat stomach, and the little slip of gauzy white fabric around her waist, barely hiding what was underneath. She looked so sensual, so sexy, bathed in the afternoon light. Her hair spread out around her head like shimmering, copper-gold silk.He moved down her body, hands on the seat on either side of her. I make them the bitches. It's my sweet revenge. And I simply can't get enough of it. Just ask Samuel Philogene here. He's howling like a madman as I ram my dildo into the forbidden depths of his tight asshole. I bet when he met me at that bar near the Montreal International Airport he had no idea that I swung that way. When I told him I wanted to take him to my hotel room and fuck him, he didn't know what I meant. Well, I think he does now. Don't you think?I squeezed his balls hard as I filled.