"Hey, Samantha, do you think we could stay here tonight? I'm really comfortable and tired. I think your boyfriend may have broken me." He's not my boy...riend!" Sam shouted, throwing her fist up, ready for a punch."Ok, ok, ok... I get it. Sorry. But can we stay? Girls only night?" Melanie said, the words slipping off her lips, almost seductively looking at Carly as she spoke."You can stay if you want. I'm going home."Sam headed out, and jumped into the elevator, heading toward the lobby, when she. ...she put on the strap on and put the biggest toy we had in it. This cock was as far as a forearm and about 10 inches long...and smooth. I had it in my before but not with her wearing a strap on. She mounted me and put my legs behind my head still forcing me to only look at the ceiling. She entered me without taking the other two toys out. She was forcing it in. I had to concentrate past wanting pleasure and just let her have her way with me. She finally got it in and I knew my asshole was so. And then we can go to Round Two." Round Two?"She peeled the condom off and began washing his still hard cock. "Yeah," she said, smiling, "round two. And I think we're both going to enjoy it." She licked her lips. "I'm glad you're still hard."He cupped her breasts. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to do this for the past two weeks." Two weeks?" School down here starts a week earlier than up in the Valley." His fingers slipped down her body and probed between her legs. "Um, nice and warm.". ‘Todd’s ok, he’s just a little dry.’ ‘Well, Miles I hope that you aren’t so…dry. I must say that you are certainly easier on the eyes!’ She said this without a hint of embarrassment. Miles was beginning to know what was expected – in addition to information, Cassy would do her best to see that they carried on a flirtation. He sighed internally. Why couldn’t the food and wine writer be a middle aged married man? Or even a middle aged married woman? Cassy was in her late 20s or early 30s, small.