’ She replied (((((((((((((((((((((()))))))))))))))))))))))) Makena did not want to get up. Halfway between being awake and dozing, she began to tak... inventory of her surroundings. She felt Marcus’ body underneath her, one of his heavy arms draped across her waist and hips. Their legs were a tangled, jumbled mess, halfway inside of the covers, and halfway out. Her face was pressed into his strong pectoral muscles, which rose and fell with the rather loud snores that had lulled Makena to sleep. “I was expecting something...”“Grander?” ‘Tattoo’ said. “Wait until you see the interior, Jason.”“Okay...”“Also, I’m to tell you, Ms. Donna,” Blondie said, “Madam Gao has invited you to dinner. No need for formal dress, she’ll meet the three of you in the Grill this evening, 6 PM.”“Thank you ... what is your name?” Donna replied.“Tod, Ms. Donna.”“Can the ‘Ms.’ business, both of you. I assume at least one of you will be our discrete escort?”“Of course,” Tattoo replied.“And you. My previous boyfriend was barely that long when fully hard. And he had no clue how to use even that to pleasure me.So to have that much cock in my hands, attached to a man who knows how to use his beautiful equipment to absolutely devastating orgasmic effect upon me - well, that’s a true joy, and a real treat for me. I’m grateful every day for my Ted. I began to slowly stroke my still-soft Ted in my soapy hands, under the shower spray. Slow up-stroke. Slow down-stroke. Putting all my love for. She could smell his maleness and her fertile body was responding on its own to his very masculine presence."My consortium keeps our suite this way," indicating the corridor to the right.Rebecca's heart was pounding. Her throat seemed paralysed, Her legs felt weak and her nipples felt so thick and sensitive she thought they might explode if touched. She flushed as a wet trickle seeped past her panties. Her skin seemed hypersensitive and the feel of his warm strong arm her waist was sending.