‘I thought you said we’d be able to sort it out!’ Rosanna sputtered. ‘Go and sort it out with Solace or Casey or whomever you want in your bed...now, Rosanna Romero! I can’t be near you!’ With those words, Mattie stormed out of the restaurant. Rosanna used a napkin to dry herself as best she could. Their server, Frank, whom they had known for a year, came up to her and asked in soft tones, ‘Do you still want your soup, Rosanna?’ ‘No thanks, Frank,’ she answered and got up to leave the. Dark hair and green eyes. A dreamy man. His black light stubble on his face. A dragon tattoo going down his right arm. Scars on his face just underneath his eye from fighting. He was your typical bad boy fighter. A very dominant man in bed who had a 7 inch cock tucked inside underwear. Wearing his black suit with a white shirt underneath. Even though he was known for fighting, he met this wonderful American girl. One of the only people to see his soft side.Katie. The bride. A gorgeous blonde. Steve, watching Master slam his wife’s pussy explodes in your mouth, thirsty for his cum you take it all in, sucking every drop from his cock. You feel the head of Rob’s cock brush your pussy lips before he starts to enter you, but not being able to turn and see him while strapped to the horse, you’re not ready for him to slide his full 9 inches into you down to his balls. You moan loudly, “Unnnhhhhhhh,” Rob has stretched your pussy like it has never been stretched before. Rob strokes your. Claire said, "It sure as hell is bigger than mine, lady!" Kathleen leaned against the range, gave Claire a playful scowl, and said, "Okay, let's get a third opinion on this. Trev - you be the judge - and be honest!", she laughed. She turned to the side and lifted her robe to expose her backside which I saw was covered by a very shiny white nylon full-cut panty. She looked at Claire and said, "All right "Toots" - let's have a look at yours." Claire stood up and lifted her robe to reveal a black.