.i love the feel of your cock inside me………can you feel how wet you’ve made me” she moaned in his ear.“Yes my darling……..you are such a...dirty little bitch your cunt is dripping all over my balls…I want to feel you grip my cock as you cum again….go on …go on…you have my permission to cum” he whispered.As the words echoed in her ears she felt the dam burst …the sensations had overwhelmed her and that delicious feeling of agony/ecstasy had hit. She cried out and clung to him as he rammed his cock. I could see a gathering of guys on the front porch, drinking what I could only assume was beer from paper-bag covered bottles.I stepped out of the car and locked it behind me. As I rounded the car and started up the sidewaalk, I could see the frat boys staring at me, wondering what this little white girl was doing headed for their house on a Friday night. I could hear them murmuring as I approached but couldn't make out what was being said.I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy their. Immediately, thumping dance music fills the air. The hallways are dimly lit with red L.E.D. lighting. Some sort of attempt at ambience. This part of the club resembles a hotel. Plenty of doors with numbers. I follow the numbers down a corridor, make a left, then a right and head deeper into the building. I keep moving, scanning the doors. Some of the doors are cracked open. Some of the doors are wide open. There are single men in these open door rooms. Sitting on small cots or lying down flat.. Instead I just gave him the answer."The details of my conversation with Enrico Federici were private," I said evenly. "Suffice it to say that I had an issue with his son. I addressed it and departed." So there was no ill will?" the officer wanted to know. "Your problem was with, uh, Anthony and not Enrico Federici?" When I left Mr. Federici yesterday, I had no problem with either of them," I said. "The situation was concluded to my satisfaction." Sir, it is hard to believe that it is a.