I could tell she was nervous, definitely not the confident woman she’d been in her plane a short while ago.She showed me her kitchen and asked if I�...�d like something to drink. I told her I’m not much of a drinker, but maybe a glass of ice tea would be good if she had it. She laughed a little and said, “I think I have something better than that.” She went to the kitchen and poured some vodka, orange juice, and ice into her blender. “It’s whipped cream vodka. Mixed like this, it tastes like the. He leant forward and started kissing and biting on my nipples.Now he had full control of his thrust and began to fuck me with a passion I had never experienced. His breathing was labored as he pumped his piston like cock in and out of me. As his cockhead kept hitting my prostate, I could feel an orgasm building and told him to fuck me faster and harder. He had no trouble with my request. As my orgasm built, the feeling was incredible. I wasn't even touching myself and was starting to have an. The others could go to hell, Ellen was just being true to her nature. She was a hot sexpot and comfortable in that role. Shayna actually found herself envying the younger woman. ‘There is obviously more to the story than that,’ Shayna said. Her voice, husky with lust, betrayed her. Ellen looked up from her coffee cup and smiled mysteriously. Shayna continued. ‘You still haven’t told me how you ended up with a husband and a wife.’ ‘Sorry, you’re absolutely right,’ Ellen smiled again coyly. ‘I’m. Despite his stated intention to hold back, his hand moved rapidly over his shaft, which caused him to lose control and in turn spurred her to even greater efforts. Amy’s fingers blurred, the wet, squishy sound even faintly audible to Jason over the speakerphone. She soared toward her heights, the hot itch behind her mound growing more intense by the moment. “Ohmigod, I’m gonna...” A whimper stole her words for a moment. When she finished, her words steadily increased in volume and pitch from.