George had run into Brett by chance two days ago; they had some drinks at a bar, and George ended up agreeing to act as Brett's best man at his weddin.... Brett had explained that his original best man was sick or something. Two days later here he was, in the hotel. It seemed that Brett had hired the whole floor for it!George sighed. He was always too agreeable when something like this happened. In school it had been the same thing. He did all the homework; Brett talked him into sharing,. He did not want to hold back. At that, his mind silenced and he kissed her deeply wrapping his arms around her, keeping her still just enough. His desire grew too and caused him pain in the position that he was in. He slid and twisted, seated at the edge of the chaise. Their mouths hotly played together as he laid himself along beside her, stretching out his legs and then fitting her chest and mouth on top his own. Her breaths became soft pants. His hands guided her hips to meet his. On top of. She squirmed her ass against his crotch and felt his hand come down hard against her hip. She cried out and dropped her head. Jake pushed her forward over the bed and she laid her palms flat against the mattress. She could feel his cock pressing between her legs when his hand came down again. She jerked, sliding against him, feeling the head of his cock as it bumped against her clit. She moaned. Jake gripped her hips tighter. “You’re enjoying your punishment?” He teased. Joanne shimmied her. 'Huh? What? What happened? I wanna laugh too...' 'Umm nah, its this recipe for a sauce and it seems like something i'd like to try to make.' 'Okay, and that is funny why exactly?' Monique asked. 'Had you let me finish, i would have said that it calls tomatoes a vegetable.' 'Okay.' 'It isnt.' Roy informed Monique. 'Its fruit.' she spat at him.'No its not. im telling you Monique, its a fact!' 'No it aint, Roy!' she said back. They continued to go back and forth. 'Bet.' he told her. 'Bet,on what?'.