I felt great, and sat down to watch the game. Larry Bird had an awesome game.The rest of the gang came back, and I wasn't sure if they had purchased m...re beer or food. I just stayed out-of-the-way and, Dan came in he sat down with us after he took the luggage cart back down to the lobby. Paul asked Dan if he wanted to smoke also, and Dan looked at me. I said, "Dan, I'm not your mommy, and I'm not a tattle tale. You can do anything you want, and I'll let you know if I think you're fucking up.. When the song ended, Leo grasped me by the arms and pulled me close. I tilted my head back and looked up at him. I was just short enough to tuck my shoulder into his armpit. It was a perfect fit. Hans wrapped his arms around me, pulling me even tighter against him. A new song started. Recognizing it as a slow song that would allow me to melt into Leo’s body, I snuggled up and laid my head on his collar bone. Being this close, I felt a poking sensation at my hip. Leo’s penis was growing inside. Moaning deeply, she began to shudder, her climax throwing any thought of hesitation to the wind. Then, hungrily, with a motion born of heated abandon, Darla thrust herself against his powerful erection, feeling it penetrate her barrier, her body, and finally ... her soul.If there was pain, she didn't notice. Jean Paul's cock felt so much like the tool that Dr. Redding had used on her. Her only sensation was one of pure, untamed passion as he arched his pelvis, impaling her fully on his. She looked like a sexy club princess personified."Ya look good," I said appreciatively as I ran my eyes over the black, pleated micro mini skirt that rode high on her thighs; over the silver colored lace, spaghetti strapped, vee necked halter top that struggled to contain her breasts and which stopped about four inches above her skirt."It's okay?" she asked coyly."As if you didn't know," I said as I took her hand and then led her out the door to my waiting motorcycle."Let's take the BMW," she.