Besides exhausted, we were both starving from all the exercising we had done. “I prepared some food for us, sit down and I’ll get it ready.” I s...t down at the table and we enjoy a nice meal together. After a few glasses of wine we decide to head off to bed. “Your room or mine?” I ask. “Mine.” No explanation given, just hers. I don’t really care. As long as she’s naked and sleeping close to me. I take off her robe and let my hands slowly feel their way down her body. I end at her knees and come. “This is really difficult for me so please be patient.” John didn’t say a word and just held her. He felt her tense body and knew how vulnerable she was. “Like always, you were right. I am different, because of Jeff, because of what he did to me. Because of what I let him do to me.” John raised a hand gently stroked her hair to comfort her. “It wasn’t only that he had me totally played for a fool, he had gotten me involved in other things. I told you my family was rich, and that they had. She turns around, looking all innocent as she points at herself. "Yeah, you," a middle aged man standing in front of one of the private lounges answers. "You see any other fat dancers in here? Now get your jigglebut in here and give me a private show." Rebeca feels herself doubt for a second, not sure if she can trust this guy. But her feet are already moving as his words sent those same sparks of pleasure through her body that she was looking for. Once inside the private room, the guy drops. My hands on her shoulders, I fucked her ass hard and fast. It was if I had been inspired by the conductor blowing the horn. After the freight train had gone by, I continued to fuck Lizzie in the ass. She screamed God's name and telling me how much she loved having her ass pounded. After a while, I slid my cock out, seeing that she had enough. Hell, if I'd kept going, she'd have needed a pillow to sit on for when she drove home. After I pulled out, she spun around, and smothered my cock with her.