“Just stay here with me then John,” she whispered as she got up to lock the door to her dressing room and smiled her sexiest smile at me as she wa...ked over to me, her whole demeanor seemingly having changed as she jumped into my arms.“I know you want to fuck me John,” she told me as she wrapped her legs around me and let me kiss her deeply on the lips, “you wouldn’t have spent so much effort trying to get in my pussy every night of this tour, otherwise. Tonight’s going to be your lucky night,. She lowered her head to the bed, biting the sheet; her mind was lost in a haze of sheer pleasure, all thoughts about the wrongness of the situation clouded by a veil of orgasmic joy. He drove his shaft hard inside of her again, burying it deep; he remained there, holding her firmly by the waist, letting her feel his length and girth, enjoying her faint trembling. Slowly, at first, he began thrusting with all his length; gradually, he increased the pace to much faster rhythms, penetrating her. She looked up and Connor loomed over her in the darkness. His silhouette was immense against the grey of the sky. For a moment she thought it was all about to end. She felt herself start to shrivel up inside, cringing away from the pain she knew was coming."HOPE!"Marcus' voice cut across the park from somewhere nearby, bringing relieved tears to her eyes. She gasped for breath to answer him. She looked up and Connor was gone. Realising her chance, she forced herself up to her feet. Marcus. “Do you like to play, little girl?” Whitney sensed this was some kind of game or test, but she was still getting a bit indignant. “Yes, I play and I am not a little girl, dammit!” Sherri chuckled. “Ah, she has some fire in her, that’s good, that’s very good. You’ll need it – young lady. All right, we have the afternoon to indulge our carnal lusts, I’ve given my staff the afternoon off, so let’s get started, shall we?” Whitney whispered in her aunt’s ear “Is she fucking nuts or what?” “More.