In Atlanta, I just laid low. We walked around in total anonymity, just enjoying the city. We hit the clubs, and walked around. The amazing thing he...e was there were absolutely no vibes, nothing, not even the security that had followed me throughout New Orleans. So, We were alone. I liked this. I reveled in the freedom. I felt like I had a ton of bricks taken off my shoulders. But it didn't take long for me to start wanting to get back into the game. I could only take three or four. She was ecstatic."Yes, Yes! I have an elasticated suit at home which will fit you nicely!" Gordon could only guess at what she meant, but feared the worst as he noted the dog-masked cur with head held low.Maria wasted no further time, she grinned with pleasure as she brought the wicked rattan down without mercy, Gordon howled with pain as a vicious red wheal blossomed across his ass as though someone had drawn a line there with a scarlet permanent marker; the women grinned with satisfaction as. I reached behind her while she was sucking me and pulled up her skirt and holy shit! She wasn't even wearing any panties, I started feeling her up, grabbing her ass roughly, digging my nails up her ass cheeks, I started running my fingers down her crack and once the tip of my finger reached her asshole she looked up at me and said "Oh fuck yeah shove your finger in there, finger my ass!", well she didn't have to tell me twice, I took two fingers and shoved them rough and hard deep into her ass,. Tegan pulled her throat off of my dick. “What?” she asked with her tongue still licking my stiffy. I opened my eyes and she was looking right at me. “The dream, it makes sense,” I said. “Who is she?” she asked. “It might be Rachel, but I just realized that who it is, isn’t important.” She looked up at me, and laid on the bed next to me. “Tell me about it tomorrow,” as she kissing my neck, she shoved my hand into her panties, and stroked my hard on. She started moving again. I pulled.