It was crowded in there and many hot beauties were there. I saw a lady sitting alone sipping her wine. I went near her asked to join her. I bought her...some more alcohol and talked for some time. While talking I got the clue that she was ready to have some wild fun. We went to her flat. It was a 2bhk luxury flat. She offered me some whisky. We sat in the common area and after few minutes she went to change clothes.She came out in a very sexy red color short nighty talking to someone on mobile.. I found his hands holding my face, his eyes staring intently into mine, his dick tensing inside me. Then he began thrusting slowly, just hard enough to make my legs weak. I moaned and dug my nails into his back, throwing my head back onto the pillow. I brought my knees upwards, so his cock hit harder against my g-spot, and he grabbed my ass as I did. We stayed like that for a while, slowly, gently, quietly fucking. Until he realised the time. “Shit, we’ve got fifteen minutes.” He said, pulled. I've noticed in recent months that my occasional draws with Isabelle would occur on our last game of the night. She is too much a purist to throw a game, but I also think she feels a faint pang of guilt when she beats me. If I played my best, our final game would evolve into complex and beautiful positional issues.And that's what was happening now. We were thirty-some moves into the game, and it was past nine o'clock. There was a wonderfully complex strategic puzzle before me. All the deadly. First it was made of the finest material to brush my long thick dark brown hair and secondly it was made of the strongest and heaviest material to smack my bare bottom good and hard and never break. I looked up at Mike and he had a big smile on his face, he was also holding out one hand asking me to give him the brush because we needed to make up for missing last week. I now knew why mom told me to wear nothing under my dress and I was beginning to feeling a little vulnerable. I said to Mike,.