Taking hold of his shaft and tossing it gently whilst sucking furiously, Madonna was going wild as he gripped the back of her head and let fly the war... salty fluid jetted into her mouth.Madonna gasped and swallowed hungrily, her wrist was now working overtime on him, encouraging him to give her everything he had. When he had emptied his load down her she slowly pulled him out, paused for a while with the tip still in her mouth then released it, licking her lips as she did so. He grabbed her. He released the switch.“I think we’ll skip dessert,” commented Marc.The waiter came to clear the table and Marc asked to sign the bill. As the waiter left, Marc hit the switch again and Shilpa was squirming again.“Are you alright, Madam?” asked the waiter as Marc scribbled on the bill.“She’s just a little tired, it’s been an exciting day,” explained Marc.“If you touch that again, you’re dead,” snarled Shilpa. But Marc couldn’t resist as they went up the stairs. Shilpa all but stumbled into. So I got my trusty fellow from the night bag and came down here to finish off. I thought you'd have heard it from your room otherwise.''I thought for minute, it was kinda hard to see properly with only the fire light, so I asked: 'Do you mind if I turn a light on?' I switched on a lamp and saw what I was now hoping for, cum leaking from her hairy cunt lips. 'It makes a great lube' she said; 'I can really thrust in as hard as I like, though it does cause Alan's cum to squirt out - that's why I. She wanted it to stop. But her own fiber was interwoven in it. Sometimes she forgot whether it was Manuel who suggested the games they play--or if they were her idea, or Fran's.Everything was so confused! Renee shook her head, as if that had something to do with the massive confusion around her."Fran?" Uh?" the blonde girl rolled groggily over on her gray blanket and stared blankly at Renee."We've got to get out of here, Fran. We've got to make plans for escaping!" Renee felt hysteria gripping.