" Her voice faltered and an unknown emotion flashed through Connor's eyes as he scanned a box of condoms that she was purchasing. She couldn't help, b...t giggle and say, "Except for that. That always puts me in a better mood." Cash or card?" Connor asks.Lyla fought the urge to roll her eyes. She couldn't help to act impatient and she hated not getting whatever she wants. Right now, it was getting fucked by a nice-looking guy like Connor. She knew the power that she had over him, but she was. You know that it was a kiss that says: “I am yours for the night.” The taxi arrives and as they walk past you hand in hand she kisses you on the cheek. A brotherly, fatherly type of kiss; a kiss that tells you exactly where you are in her priorities for the evening, and it will bother you. Throughout the evening you will be thinking about that kiss; thinking about them having dinner together; talking; sharing; getting to know each other better; getting more intimate. You, of course, know what. Leaning down, Layla gets a big handful of Kelly's blonde hair pulling her to her feet making her scream from the pain in her scalp. She wraps Kelly's head around her arm then lifts the blonde up for a quick snap suplex. Kelly screams out as her back splats down hard against the thinly padded floor from a perfect snapping suplex motion. The poor bikini clad girl is groaning in pain as Layla kicks her in the face forcing her to roll onto her back. Layla then presses her thick leather boot down. "You want me to come" Curt said as if a challenge "Make me!" He said, still smiling.Angie smiled as she slowly pushed against his cock, seeing her bury it deep in her pussy, her plump arse jiggling, as Curt stared at both her tight, pink little arsehole."Ah the smell of a womans holes, now THAT is a delicacy of life, too." Curt stated, more to himself than us.Curt licked his lips, still wet from rimming Angie.Angie, thrusting her ass out, slamming down on his pole as she had her face turned to.