After desert I took my pill and then she went back to the room to change as I disrobed. By the time she came out I was already hard, the truth was I ...idn't need the pill to begin with because it had been a week since we had fucked. Not to mention the sight of her coming out in her sexiest corset. Her face had turned a little bit red and her breathing was a little quickened but no more than when she was getting worked up. What was interesting was her tits seemed to be running over the top of. Riter!” she begged, fisting my cock faster and faster. “Just do it! Please, please! Baste me!”“Mmm, look at you go, little slut!” I moaned. “You thought you were in charge, but you're really just a cock-hungry whore that wants to worship my clit-dick and girl-cum!”“I do, Ms. Riter!” howled the woman. “So, please, cum on my face!”Her hand stroked up to the pinnacle of my clit-dick. She brushed the spongy crown. The pleasure burst from the most sensitive part of my futa-cock. My ovaries drank in. He peered through his hole on a number of occasions, sometimes seeing some gorgeous young girls that caused him to reach for his cock, but at his moment of climax all he could think about was her. And then he saw her. Earlier than last time, she came in from the gym wet with sweat, and Michael almost exploded thinking about her on a treadmill, her arse swaying tantalisingly, and her tits bobbing up and down. He knew that he had to have her, by whatever means necessary. Looking in a mirror in. I shiver in need, and I can feel your blowing gently on the tops of my thighs and across my pussy and clit. I lean back against the side of the lift and rest my hands on your head, as you start kissing the inside of my thigh, the lift door opens, I try to pull you up but you take hold of my arms and hold them behind my back and carry on kissing my thighs. I keep as quiet as possible and try to listen for anyone getting in the lift or standing watching, all I can hear is my own breathing though.