She was a bit pissed seeing as she hates being tickled but I kissed her, right on the lips holding her. Smiling as I pull away and see her blue eyes f...utter open. 'She's so beautiful.. God I'm so glad she's here with me. I'd die without her' I thought. Now, I believe if she took off again I'd never bounce back up.Laying with her there was, well, quite a great feeling just being with her. Moving her hair out of her face, kissing her slowly. Something you hardly ever get unless it's with someone. He stepped forward. The instant was here! I’d been dreading and so looking forward to this moment.He was still standing on the floor, lifted Michelle’s feet off the bed, pushed them up over his shoulders and lifted her slightly.“Please!” Michelle almost cried out.The collision with earth was here. Alec’s cock was at Michelle’s pussy… and suddenly… he was inside her… all the way… a single, fast thrust. Michelle let out a loud groan, more like a wail this time.Alec moaned, his mouth open, head. The thought of who could leave a review, or more precisely the physically, decomposing state of such a person, seemed gratuitously gory. The note on a slip of paper torn of an envelope said ‘Room 103 — Susan.’ Susan was decently friendly, blond hair, well treated with product to control the freeze and neatly fixed in place with hairspray, a little chubby, yet struggling with exercise to do something about it as the sneakers stuffed under a chair suggested, and the golden smile of a sales. I heard him laugh so I clenched my eyes shut even harder, wanting this embarrassment to be over. That is when he pulled my head closer to his thick cock. My mouth slid over his tip and he made a noise that I would become addicted to: the noise of a man who has been made weak with desire. I chowed down. He tasted delicious and he was getting bigger and bigger. His knees were giving out and he was pulling hard on my hair. It was fucking epic! I had all the power in the world and I was even more.