Gliding around the man whom he believed was the boss, Cobra Skylark took the chair facing the giant, oak desk. Black followed his train of thought for...soon he filled up Cobra's vision, sitting across in his comfy, black chair. Getting to the point, Cobra began, "I wish to cancel the hit I ordered on Shayton Ravenwood. I have had a change in heart and know now that I don't need his past to like him. I apologize for the inconvenience and will pay double the amount due as of now." Laughter filled. My minds eye still has you fixed, dressed in biege trousers and a white cotton blouse. You look comfortable and very sexy at the same time, the trousers emphasising your gorgeous derierre and the fabric of your blouse sheer enough to allow a glimpse of your white silk bra beneath. Arriving in the suite the concierge drops your case and leaves. On the table is a champagne bucket, the neck of a freshly opened bottle visible, sheened with condensation and two flutes. Another envelope rests against. . . “ I put my fingers to his mouth. "Put it in me, please daddy, I just can’t wait any longer, I’ve been waiting all day and you seem to have been hard all day too" I whispered, eyes closing, legs opening and raising toward him. He leaned over me and guided his cock to my vulnerable little slit and I was suddenly wracked with doubts. I could see my tiny pussy and she was so bloated from the pounding I’d taken all weekend and with the extreme excitement I was feeling, she looked so small. . I moved down towards her shoulder and slip the straps down and kiss all the way from one shoulder to the next all the while easing the silk like outfit down her body and kneeling up to remove the rest she whimpers at the loss of my body, my heat, my kisses. She lied there naked before mine eyes, I start at her breasts and my gaze moves down her body, her breathing started to increase and she holds her arms out towards me begging for me to come back and lie with her again. I move down into her.