Uhuh uhuh aahhh huhumm fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck... oh yes fuck me hard SOB!!! your so fucken good baby.... she was grabbing on the sofa and jumpin... up and down her breast were somewhat flapping up and down they were very nice and firm covered in sweat my part was banging against her's hard.. you could hear the slaps sounds as we were doing it.she was goin up and down full speed.She then let out a last aahh moaning sound trying to catch her breath she had just let out some juice all over. Her perfume scent made him wonder just how soft her long chocolate brown hair would feel if he dared touch it. ‘Perry do you dance?’ she asked. ‘Oh, well heh I’m not very good to be honest,’ he replied. ‘I see. You’re being modest I understand. If we had the time to go clubbing I’m quite sure you’d surprise me,’ she smiled. ‘Ah, no I wish really. I take it that you like to dance?’ ‘Yes very,’ she smiled. ‘I’ll just stand back and watch you then. You see I’d embarrass you if I cut a rug. Would. I was getting wet in anticipation of what was to come, and buckled the high heels on quickly. Looking at the clock, I saw it was just after 10, so I threw on the short terrycloth robe provided by the hotel, and dimmed the lights. After sitting on the bed for a few minutes repeatedly glancing at the clock, I decided to turn on the TV while I waited. The menu provided some ideas, and I selected a movie called double trouble, thinking it would help set the mood. About 10 minutes into the movie,. I went with it and bounced back off the cage, retaliating with one of my own, cracking him on the chin. I was roaring with rage and followed it up with a flying knee and a combination of leg kicks and jabs to the nose. I saw Brad. I was hitting him. I was loving it.He hit me with another big right and it rammed me into the cage hard enough that I saw stars. I marched back into him and went to guns on him. I kept slapping kicks into his leg and hitting him in the face to keep his attention.