After just a few minutes, she got off the bed and came to me on her knees and without saying a word, unzipped my pants and took it out and began givin... me a blowjob. That was all it took and in no time I was in bed with them. We played around and I got between her legs and ate her lovely pussy while he watched, and she sucked his dick. She had a sexy pussy, nicely shaped and so fresh and clean. Pink lips and so good to lick. She had the scent of a woman but not strong, sexy clean.We moved to a. ’ ‘You’re a multi-millionaire, ‘Nessa, are you really telling me you couldn’t afford a fucking hotel room?’ ‘Alright, I wasn’t scared, I just spent half the night trying to find where you lived,’ she confessed. ‘London’s a confusing place and I knew the paps would find me if I stayed in a hotel.’ ‘You never were good at telling the truth,’ Furious, I got up and walked to the kitchen. I pulled two whisky glasses from the cupboard and tipped a few cubes of ice into each one. Pulling a bottle of. Damon's cock began to convulse violently in my mouth. I had no idea what to do with the seeming gallons of Mr. Damon's cum filling my mouth, until Mr. Damon told me exactly what to do. "Swallow, bitch!" he said, stroking the last of his cum onto my lips. I nearly gagged, but managed to swallow it all in two gulps, and then turned my attention to the astonishing sensation reemerging from my clitoris. Mr. Compton's strokes were quicker and harder than Mr. Damon's, and if they were. He heard foreign accents, both male and female, seemingly begging someone to go faster and harder, the male voice unintelligible but very animated and excited. He stood in the corner of the kitchen and peered into the room. There he saw Cary lying on his back with a beautiful redheaded girl riding his cock. He had his eyes closed and she was speaking with a very thick accent, maybe German, no it was Gaelic, she must have been from Scotland. Her breasts were gorgeous, with nipples swollen like.