I kissed her passionately now, fucking her harder and harder, causing her to moan louder and louder. “Ooooh John, you’re sooo good. Fuck your naug...ty little girl.” I looked at her and smiled. She knew exactly what to say to get me off. As we continued to thrust together, I moved my mouth to her neck, kissing her neck, and biting just a little. This turned her on even more, as I heard her moan, “I’m gonna cum baby.” Hearing that made me thrust faster inside her. As I felt her pussy begin to milk. I dressed not so much conservative; black lacy underwear, a tight little dark blue skirt that stopped an inch higher than mid-thigh and a sleeveless strappy black top, with my favorite black high stiletto heels.After some few margaritas, I found myself a little bit fuzzy and lost sight of Helena.I was getting a bunch of young guys inviting me more margaritas: the cutest was well muscled and smiled away quite happily. He promised to lead me back to Helena, if we could find her there. He and two. But I didn't realize how it looked until I told Frank my boyfriend the reason I didn't have many female friends and why I always greeted male friends that I hadn't seen in a while with a hug. Frank is one stingy man, he is 26 and wants what is his and no one can have it, mainly me. When Frank would come to my job to visit he would sometimes sit in the cut as I did my job. My bosses didn't mind it because I worked at a gym. As long as he was working out things were fine. A lot of times I would. You had been saving from the day they revealed the Perfect Partners™ to the world. They had been floating around for a long time but the price had kept them in the hands of theme parks and the super super-rich.You had known a few people who had bought time with one of them at one of the nicer brothels and had raved about them. You had even thought about maybe going to one of them but it had never been just the sex that had interested you with them.Whilst you would never admit it the only time.