My ... God!" she screamed the last, the explosion which now overtook her, the intensity of which had been so unexpected, unannounced when it came. Wha...ever I had done, however I'd been doing it, had obviously been the right thing. Capturing her blood engorged clit between my lips, I held it, sucking it like a tiny finger, my tongue lavishing the surface of it even as I did so, thrumming it, stroking it, somehow holding on to it as she thrashed, now bouncing about almost wildly. Only when her. There are so many people and I don’t know a soul. I walk through the crowd looking for Tristan. He must be somewhere. Walking from room to room does no good. There are too many people. I spot the drinks tub and pull out a beer. I almost scull the beer hoping that the drink will calm me down. After a few drinks, I’m feeling free and relaxed. I walk over to the dance floor, or what I think is the dance floor. I find a space and begin to dance. I tune out my surroundings and tune into the music. " I want to fuck your ass." You see, was it that hard?" Well, based on the last few nights, I didn't think you wanted that." I just wanted you to desire it more! I'm a bad girl."Then she leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "John, I want you to fuck my ass tonight. I want you to make love to me, fuck me hard, then fuck my ass however you want it. I want this to be a night you won't forget, a night that makes you want me more."After lunch, Jan wanted to go to the mall. She said she liked. "Ah, gentlemen," smiled Darius, "Mioki I want you to meet Franz and Raphael. Gentlemen, Mioki."She smiled, but the two seemed to ignore her."Is the amount satisfactory?" asked the taller of the two."Yes, quite. Are you ready for delivery?"They both nodded."Very well," said Darius turning to his wife."Mioki, these men have bought you."Mioki was disheartened that after such a glorious and enjoyable day, it would end with another of Darius's sexual feats for her to perform."You have sold my.