Lucia’s low cut t shirt and booty shorts were seductively arousing. The outline of her barely there bikini revealed bigger breasts than he saw behin... the sweat shirt. “Change of heart, beautiful! Let’s position you at some monuments for some fun photos. You look amazing. Who knows maybe Spiegel or another magazine will be interested. We could photo shop your face a little to protect your identity.” George took out some impressive photographic equipment. “I have a different idea. I’ll be wearing. She started to apologize and squeezed her legs around my cock. She looked me in the eyes and asked me to be her first man. I felt her beautiful pussy getting wet again. Her pussy lips were draped over the top of my cock, and I could feel her heartbeat pulsating through it. It was a very difficult thing to do, but I had to turn her down. I had no condoms. Believe me, I asked her when her last period was, and when she told me she was due within the next week, I knew that door was closed! . "Well, let me get you a little more scotch, Mr. Dynamite," as my fingers closed around his on the scotch glass. Then I pushed it firmly into his bulge. As I rubbed the scotch glass into his hard cock, I whispered, "That's your name now. Missssssster Dynamite".I poured us both a bit more scotch and made a slow, seductive rhythm of my heels on the hardwood as I stepped back over to Mark. "A toast," I said, as I offered the glass to Mark. "To Misssssster Dynamite and... his new... girlfriend," I. When I slowed he slid his fingers out of my cunt and pushed them forcefully into my mouth and as he watched me I suck and lick them clean he said. 'You dirty little slut'. With my mouth still full of fingers I reached down to run my fingers over his his cock where it was pressing hard through his jeans. He moved away to let me unzip him and take it out. It was surprisingly thick. As I stroke his erection he asked if I wanted it but didn't wait for a reply. He rolled me over, said 'Wait there'.