After a moment’s consideration, she very deliberately arched her back and lifted her chest back up off of her lover, proudly displaying her naked ti...s. She let out a low, amorous growl in my direction as she slowly screwed herself on Connor’s meaty cock.Beside me, Ria had grown so nervous she was literally shaking. “We’ll just—we’ll just leave you guys to it then!” she stammered. Then she grabbed me by the hand and bolted up the stairs like a spooked squirrel. As we entered our room, I glanced. " I unzipped, popped out and shoved into him.He cried out at first, then tried to stifle it."You ok?" I groaned softly. Not that I would have stopped."So good!" He moaned. "I like it this way best, papa." He panted for a few moments while I worked through the images of Juicy and Cutie vibrating on the dance floor. "Ja, fuck me!" He sighed, bending deeper, and thrusting his hips back harder.I held his waist for a bit more stability and - to my surprise - Angel grabbed my hand and moved it to his. He reached for the camera again and again the clicks of the shutter and the flash of the flash made me realize that Mustafa would be able to brag in Istanbul for his colleagues who innocent Polish woman got drunk and used. I wanted to laugh a little, because everyone who pays the one hundred dollars could get the same on which Mustafa poured a bottle of whiskey and a lot of effort, maybe without pictures.When he filmed the whole movie, he put the camera away, took off his shirt, pants and boxer. You might say I was stunned. But I did smile. And then I turned to my computer and made some rapid arrangements.As I stood at the railing and looked out at the lake, I realized I was home, if only for a few hours. Now it was time to discover what her proposition was. I pulled my phone out and dialed her number.“Hello?”“Hello,” I said.“Hi!”I could hear the smile cross her face as she realized it was not a client or a salesman calling her.“Why are you calling me?”“I can’t just call you? Pick up.