“Sorry,” Brenda said. We both paused for a minute to make sure we didn't hear any noise from downstairs. “Keep going.” I started licking again... moving my finger in and out as well. She started moaning again, but not as loud. I wrapped my lips around her clit and began to suck and lick it. I slid another finger into her pussy and started to massage her g-spot. She let out another loud moan. I didn't stop this time. Fuck her housemate, we're adults, we can do this. I started licking her clit. I could feel her massive tits rubbing up against my chest. I grabbed her by the neck and turned her over to switch positions so I can be on the top. I grabbed her massive fucking tit with my right hand and squeezed on it as if I was going to pop it. I then started to hammer her violently as trying to break her pussy in two. “My little cock whore I’m gonna fuckng make you pregnant with my hot cock juice you fucking dirty slut” She grabbed onto my ass cheeks with both her hands to aid my. He looked up at her and smiled. "Ah that was quick." She shrugged to him. "Sorry I only tried on the first outfit. I figured the rest could be fixed afterwards or whatever. I doubt any of the rest won't fit after the first one fit." He laughed again. "I guess you're right. Please sit." Steph headed over to the opposite sofa from Matt so she can look at him and study what he does next. He relaxed back in the sofa and looked deeply at her. "So are you getting nervous?" She looked down at her. Eventually I worked out that there must have been at least eight or ten of the buggers. You know, there is something about a professional military man that makes him stand out from the crowd. Much like Cops, they carry an air about with them. These other guys, to all intents and purposes were hotel staff, well, I think they were supposed to be. Everything from porters to gardeners, including dining room waiting staff, the barmen and the guy who always seemed to be kicking around behind the.