“I brought you so close to cumming before, don’t you want to finish?”I pull away from his kiss and lift my dress back down. “Stop it or I’ll...tell your fiancé and she won’t want to marry you anymore.”“Big words for such a small girl… Let’s see you try to fight against me.” He purrs, unzipping his jeans. Not taking them off, but sliding his 9 inch thobbing cock through the hole, pulling my thighs apart, and bringing me closer to his monster cock.“N-no, Jackson, stop!” I say more forcefully,. She felt hisfingers through the soft muslin of her drawers, as they caressed theentrance to her feminine core. She gasped, savoring this new and rareexperience."May I?" he asked. She looked down. His fingers held the ribbons thatpulled her drawers tight at her waist.Undress her? She was about to say, "No", when he ran a fingernail downone side of her feminine slit and up the other. "Y-y-yes!" she hissedthe word without thinking, then added, "Ooh, pl-please."He yanked at the bow before she. "Here Baby, try this - I can't find the cucumber."As I pressed my cock against her opening Kristy reached down between us and touched it."Oh grandpa! Is that your penis? Are you going to fuck me grandpa?" Yes Baby, if you want me to. Do you want me to stop?" No Grandpa, fuck me. I want to feel you inside me! Oh please!"I lowered my hips and pushed my cock harder against her sex. Her pussy was so wet and slippery with her lubrication that my cock easily slid inside. Oh god! I never felt anything. "Whatever's on tap....and some information." she said placing a $50 on the counter. "I'm listening." the Barman said filling a frosted mug with Coors."I'm looking for a guy, goes by the name of George McCreary. You see him lately?" "Yeah as a matter of fact he was here a few days ago looking on Big Miss." "Where can I find her?" Elisa asked. "She's the blonde at the end of the bar." he said with a jerk of his thumb. Elisa followed his thumb to a rather fetching petite blonde sitting amid a.