Plus you don’t get a hangover. She hopes from the bottom of her evil heart that Mr Sleazeball and his slut wake up with really bad headaches tomorro...! She straightens her handbag and leaves the bar, moving in zig-zag between the dancing people on the dancefloor, trying to reach the exit. Someone blows smoke right in her face, and she coughs. She shouldn’t even be here, with her allergy for tobacco smoke and all. But where else to find a man? At least this will be the last clubbing she’ll do. This pleased her Master and he eased more of the 6inch dildo inside her and he started to fuck her with it making her juices flow from her pussy making a nice puddle below her, he then pulled out the small dildo and replaced it with a much larger 9inch dildo and this made her moan out loud with pleasure. He left the dildo deep inside her and he walked round to her head and he took all his clothes of in front of her and he watched as her eyes widened as she saw how big his cock was, he moved. He is tall – about 5’9′ – which makes my knees melt. Unfortunately he’s married, but I can’t help but get nervous before I say anything to him. Andrew asks me to fax off the order so I take a walk to the photocopier on the other end of the floor, this time walking the rectangular path. Something about him being married and so committed makes me want him so bad, but I know that if Andrew ever reciprocated any sexual feelings I’d immediately stop crushing on him. Funny how that works. I turn. All he could see is the lust charlottes body was forcing her to experience and with that he pushed into Charlotte with his full length. Charlotte wanted to scream as the pain was unbearable but instead she sat there smiling unable to react. Trevor starting fucking Charlotte as hard as he could his own orgasm building with each thrust, he leaned down and bit charlottes ear before breathing into her ear "if you don't cum with me slut, your done here". Charlotte tried to speak to feel pleasure.