A pair of fans lazily spun above the gold carpet. Zoë kept herself from commenting on the luxury of the home as Michael escorted her into the den.“...’m sorry about his place, it’s a bit big… here we can work on the table. I’ll just go up and get my bag… I’ll be right back I promise.” As he made his way slowly up the steps he remembered something else and turned. “Help yourself to anything in the fridge, or a drink of water… anything you need.” With that he disappeared from view. Zoë dropped her. “Damn, you’re already THAT excited?” Matt said.Not for this, Matt. This is for Baxter’s cock, who’s licking his own parts right beside you, completely oblivious of what’s happening under his damn nose.Anyway, so I hit the play button and let the video play out. I didn’t dare to look at Matt’s face, I only focused on my own cock and my thoughts of the previous video, with that dog getting ready to mount that man.Shortly after, Matt reached to grab the remote that fell off my thigh to increase. .." She nodded, leaning her head back against the wall and looking out the window, with a remote look in her eyes. Jonathan winced. He had come to hate that look with a passion. So dead, it had nothing of the woman he loved in it. He snapped."I've had it!", he growled, reaching forwards and hauling her into his arms. The shock in her eyes was laughable in the split second before she was crushed against his chest. "I want you back, Kat." He gave her a not too gentle shake. "Now!"She took the. I busted her on her skirt, Which was short to the point of being obscene. Any shorter and it'd be a belt. She blushed at that remark, but moved a little closer to me at the bar. The music suggested some serious moves and she wanted me to join her on the floor. I demurred, and in a moment or so I was rewarded with a slow piece. And this time when she asked I accepted.She immediately came in close, pressing her lithe body to mine. Her hands guiding mine to her firm bum. Her head resting on my.