I went inside the bedroom which was decorated well sat on the bed and waited for her arrival. She came with glass of milk. I drank half and gave it to...her to which she drank and kept the glass aside.Silence around not known how to start, I pulled her closer by her waist and kissed her on cheek.. Then on ears and she was leaving out moans. I pulled her more closer in my arms and kissed her lips. They were soft and sweet in taste. She was responding to my kisses.We kissed for almost 5 mins and. She stops jerking and fiddles with her purse. She is up to something as she does something then closes it. Again she reaches around. She must have used some hand lotion as now my cock is being milked with a lubed hand. OK, that’s enough of this jerk job. I can do this at home. I slowly remove her hand. Guiding it between her ass cheeks as a reference point. I don’t have the time to work it into her ass as I’m apt to do so I lower my aim. I find her shaved quim. She ever so slowly. He smelled the air."Sweet... I smell something sweet." it said, it's voice more of a growl then anything.Anora crept down the steel stair case, it didn't do much good however as ever step made a loud, echoing click in the room.She made it to the bottom and with a gleeful strut she walked towards the labyrinth, one foot in front of the other at an angle. Her long silky black hair beautiful and shiny. Her almond shaped eyes and similar looking lips showing signs of victory.She looked at the. “Oh, God!” His voice was gravelly and hard to control. “Jesus Christ, Tommy…perfect…just fuckin’ perfect!” His pupils moved rapidly between her breasts, the ever-darkening wet spot on her panties, and her fire-struck eyes. “Fuck, sexy girl…” Marshall slid out of the chair and across the corner of the table. He lifted Linda’s left leg and sat down facing the hot, breathless couple right between her outstretched limbs before setting her foot back down on the table outside his right thigh. He sat.