Attracted by her fortune and her looks, Beaumont believed he could succeed where the less worthy had failed. His reputation as a dashing sea captain a...d pursuer of buccaneers made him the envy of men and the object of female ardor. As the plates were removed and the next course was served, the Duchess de Montfort remarked, ‘My compliments on your cook. Are all of the King’s navy so well provisioned?’ ‘Sadly, no, Madame. We obtained this man as a matter of the purest luck,’ he said, indicating. " Scott jokes while we check ourselves out.The limo is downstairs when we walk out the door. Of course, just as I open the door, I realize I forgot all of the guy's gifts upstairs. "Hang on, forgot something upstairs." I have the ring right here." Scott says. He is standing at the door as I run back upstairs.Elevator still there, punch my floor, wait ... wait ... finally arrive after the doors close. Key in the door, I rush in and into my bedroom. I grab the gift bag on the dresser, check the. "No, I've not had anything up there since this morning..."She casually answered."Woah OK..."Annie's eyes popped back a little shocked by that honest reply.The native woman's pretty eyes soon looked towards Annie's horse, and the tied up french guy stuck on it's back."What's with him? Were you two in the middle of some kinky game or something?"She asked her as she pointed at him."No! I'm being a dear, helping to escort him back into town. It seems he got a li'l lost along the way..."Annie lied. Your cock ... I need your cock in me again. Will you ... give it to me?”Her coyness made my pussy clench. Poor Shevoin squeezed her tits as he let out a long, throaty groan. “I would be honored to aid you, my lady.”Greta giggled. “Mmm, you’ll just aid me with that big cock of yours. My pussy needs it soooo badly.”She led him to the bed, keeping his hands pinned to her tits. Already, his fingers were dipping into her bodice, playing with those large mounds. I squeezed my thighs together, my.