“He’s done such a good job fucking me, he deserves to cum, doesn’t he? Doesn’t he?” I nod in agreement with her as he laughs, his cock in hi... hand stroking up and down on it, right in front of me. “So you should suck on his cock while I relax.”My heart skips a beat again, then begins to race, my hands trembling at the thought. Jon laughs and inches forward on the couch, picking himself up and standing in front of me, leaving me eye level with his huge cock, just a few hairs away from my lips,. “The table’s so long,” she cooed as she lightly massaged her throwing arm, “and it’s been hard all night.” She let out a breathy sigh and leaned against the table again. “Looks like it's gone cold." He chuckled and smiled back, looking away for a moment before continuing to make small talk as he leaned against the wooden lip of the table. She placed her chips into her purse and finished her drink while he said, "Are you new to Monte Carlo? I come here often and I've never seen you. " Well one of the first things you need to know is that boys can't take being teased," I said. "They want to get into your pretty little pants, and don't want to wait. So if you don't want to let them, its not a good idea to invite them back to your house!"Leanne was blushing furiously. "I know, I'm sorry," she stammered. "I was silly. Thank you for coming to my rescue yesterday!"She finally looked up at my face, and I could see her eyes shining with tears. But there was something there as. Tino’s fingers peeled her flushing slit apart as she lifted the hem of her skirt to give the others the wide open view. She felt like a piece of split fruit on display in a market window. Strange eyes looked on with mounting hunger. No pretense of love, affection or respect. No dinner, no movie, no sweet talk. It was a roomful of pigs slopping at a trough of ambrosia. The sinews in her body began to sing with electricity. “That’s…fuckin’ beautiful,” the tall one said. Tino pushed his middle.