Her arms were tired, though, and she was reluctantly coming to the conclusion that she would have to squish the poo in order to make a little room in ...er panties. So she gingerly settled herself down, and grimaced as she felt the hot stickiness of her poo ooze up her butt crack and forwards along her gusset. Then, still feeling very full, she raised herself up and drew her legs up on to the seat, settling into a kneeling position so that she was sitting on her feet, with her heels well apart to. She bent her head way back, either deliberately, or unconsciously pushing her tits out at him as he slapped the paddle down against them both.He dropped the paddle, lifting the girl's legs and stuffing his cock inside her. She grunted and groaned and drooled on his chest as his steel fingers dug into her ass cheeks and his cock slammed repeatedly up her fuck-hole. He bit down hard on her throat, only just barely restraining himself from biting hard enough to cause real damage.His cock was being. He was awake. What would he be like now that the sense of urgency of last night was over? Deep down, Alexis knew he didn’t mean it when he said he loved her. How could he? He knew too much about what happened to her. Still, it was nice that he at least cared enough to want to make her feel better. Because she also knew he wasn’t trying to get her into bed. She wasn’t so naïve that she believed a man knowing her past could want her. Sooner or later she was going to have to open her eyes. It. Last night was different, at the club she was openly grinding and then boldly kissing her tall and fit dance partner, loving being held in his muscular dark arms. Her diamond ring was sparkling as she danced almost solely with him, sometimes joining him at his table, enjoying private conversation. Her slinky little dress showed plenty of her fabulous thighs, her back was almost completely exposed, and with certain movements she displayed riveting side-boob and the illusion that a glimpse of her.