There are still some rumors about this guy. He says to still be a real asshole, indeed. What about him? Is he shot again?"Sandra had turned pale of so...e reason when she replied, "No, of course not. He is living in England but was here at some old friend's wedding where Gabriella Ericsson, you know her, met him and they got acquainted. When he found out that she knew me, he was very curious and asked a lot about me why she gave him my cell-phone number."I could still remember what this Jeff. Your legs crossed, playfully sucking your finger in your mouth - hinting at me what's to come. As I sit down, we drink our tequila, you take my hand and shove it up your skirt, I can feel your thong is soaked through...i pull it out the way and slide my finger into your dripping pussy, easily since it is so wet. I can feel your clit is hard and ready to be rubbed, we kiss lustfully, passionately, deep tongue action. You then say we should go. We get up, grab my stuff and walk out towards the. Deeper and deeper he went into my body and feeling all reason leave me all I heard was his saying I was his property and then I almost fainted from those wonderful sensations shooting though by body as his cock consumed me. The only sound in the room was the sucking of my hot ass and me begging him to fuck me harder. For what seemed like hours he kept pounding me with that cock telling me I was his whore, his property and me, crazy with lust just kept begging him for more. How many times he got. Once inside the hotel room, she dropped her skirt to the floor. It was then that Evan noticed the lack of knickers. Once her top came off he could see the wonderful expanse of breast that she was hiding beneath her blouse.Evan cupped her breasts and pushed them together.“Off with them,” commanded Vanessa.Evan was quick to understand that his trousers were causing a problem between them.They were duly discarded and it was with some effort that Evan prevented himself from spurting down her throat.