Both Constantine and Vittoria begin to moan as she speeds up her motions.Her tight walls grip his cock, serving testament to her unused status. "Thank...the gods for this..." Constatine thinks as his eyes close in utter ecstasy. Suddenly, she stops.The caesar's eyes open. Vittoria is sitting balls deep on his dick, but she's not moving, just smirking. He begins to open his mouth to order her to continue. Vittoria, however, leans forward and traps his hands above his head. She begins to squeeze. Glory could feel her resolve crumbling. She'd always loved the way that Alan kissed her, but sensing that Suzanne was gawking at her exposed ass on top of that was nearly too much to take. She melted into Alan's embrace even more than before, and got so lost in the passionate necking that she almost forgot even her own name.She thought, Mmmm! Aaaah! Alan, why do you have to be such an excellent kisser? Why can't I resist you?! We can't do this in front of Suzanne, of all people! Her opinion. I could see the wheels turning. The Latino community had been organized by the liberal politicians during the immigration reform fight. Since then they were always looking for a fight. His job would be on the line, if he got bad press of the magnitude that could be brought down by this issue.He made the executive decision to allow Luis till the end of the next month. I considered it a victory even if Luis didn't."What was all that about?" Luis asked angrily."I told you to stall. I can give you. ‘It’s not anything I can’t handle. I’m taking care of myself.’ ‘And what can I do to take care of you?’ ‘You can let me have a damn orgasm!’ ‘I could, but aggravatin’ you is so more fun.’ He nudged my nose with his, adoration evident behind his eyes. ‘How would you like it, Contessa?’ I drew my bottom lip between my teeth, my pulse revitalized, the weight of my exhaustion long forgotten. Wordlessly, he braced himself on his hands and penetrated me roughly. A raw, guttural sound I’d never.