I came up and gasped for air, wiping the tears he caused by holding me down for so long. I smiled at him, and he motioned with one hand for me to come...back up to him. I obeyed.I laid on top of him, my head resting on his chest as he smoothed my hair. I was completely content. After a few minutes of cuddling, he spoke up, "Maddi, what we just did has to stay a secret..." I lifted my head to meet his eyes. "I know Michael," I whispered, suddenly frightened that this would be the only time we. Karen said that meant it was the perfect slut dress for me to wear for us. I’ll admit I do feel rather slutty wearing it.“It certainly is low and short!” his arms going around her waist.“Feel the material, it’s so soft it feels like I’m naked.”“It is very soft to the touch.”“And all it takes is a little swipe to the side and my breast is in plain view.” she moved the material to show him her semi-hard right nipple.“I love the smell of your perfume. You smell good enough to eat.”“That’s my plan,. Her hair was a mess, her eyes bloodshot and wild, and she was covered in dust, that was how she did it! Milo noticed the broken chunk of ceiling above the shower, she had actually moved through the ceiling of their home to get to him!He struggled some more as she grabbed his massive meat, gripping it with a hand as soft as silk but as strong as steel as she wasted no time, lifting her hips and slamming herself down on him.“Oh fuck yes! Fuck me you horse cocked little fucker!” She cried out, her. Yup, that one was a real looker. Possessing a decent command of English, she’d obtained a job waitressing at one of the casinos. He thought of knocking on the door, then changed his mind. Rent wasn’t due until next Friday. He figured he’d see her before then. Best to just let her sleep.***Down the hall in the REAL room #6, the hammering had woken its occupant. Traci Vincent glanced at the clock and realized she was late. The brunette hopped out of bed and rushed to get dressed in her.