She walked out of the room getting herself a cup of coffee. It was already going to be a long night. She knew it.She walked back in to see one file al...eady open on her desk.Evil, greedy eyes from the shadows of the room stared at her.She didn’t remember opening it but she already didn’t remember a lot from the day, she was really tired. There was a picture of a doll. It was a good guy doll from the movie Childs Play. She rolled her eyes.“Seriously?” she asked herself.“Edward Stetts…” she eyed. Soon the party was over, Trish and Wilson had gone back to their hotel for the night and I took my new bride-to-be to bed. Our lovemaking that night was slow, sensuous and gentle as befitted the occasion.The next morning we had breakfast with Trish and Wilson. By the time breakfast was over, Jordan and Trish had decided that Jordan and I were to go to Maxton in two weeks to spend the weekend with them. Trish looked at Wilson with a smile on her face. “You’d better plan what you and Brian are. I love taking her doggy and stealing her ass at the same time. She really liked that. We stayed in La Mamounia, one of the 5-star hotels in Marrakech, from which you can easily reach downtown , especially the Sukh.The Sukh is a huge, partly underground market with many corridors of small caves and niches in which people, usually men, offered their goods. We have been there several times and have repeatedly discovered new courses and paths and have come out through a different exit every time.. . please." “You are one disgusting bitch!” Valerie declared with a soaring voice. She quickened her pace. Her fingers dug in deeper, squeezing what little body fat on Daphne should she could find. Valerie’s shaft jumped and spasmed. “Fuck.” She gritted her teeth. “Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck.” The cum inside her boiled and made her balls tingle. She wanted desperately to finish in Daphne at this manic pace—but still wanted to revel in her upcoming orgasm.“NNGH!! AHH!!” With one last pump, Valerie.