.." Yes, he had political ambitions even then. Which I've always thought is why he left Jess - after all look at who he's with now, a US Senator's dau...hter and all we hear is that he's being groomed to succeed."The guy sounds like an asshole." Soon to be Senator Asshole, which sadly is all that ever mattered to Christian, I suspect," said Georgia sadly."I still think we should ring..." Look, when Christian left poor Jess she must have felt humiliated. Given all the grief I took because of her. After a few moments, she leaned forward and I slipped out. She leaned all the way down until she was laying on top of me, her tits plastered into my chest. I couldn’t breathe. I just wasn’t used to this much activity than having a woman lay on top of me.“No,” she whispered in my ear, “I’ve never had a patron cum inside me before, but I hope this one does again.” she rolled off onto her side and I gasped quietly, glad to be able to breathe again.“I will be glad to,” I said, “just give me some. And Mandy, with her thrilling accounts of fucking and sucking anonymous black men with huge, massive cocks pushing into her slender white body, had sown the seed of fantasy that now crept into her mind.She drifted for a moment and wondered what it would be like to fuck a hugely hung black man. Nice white girls from good families didn't have anything to do with the black Kaffirs. It was unthinkable; yet the subtlety of color contrast was seductive. The imaginary image of a fat cock formed behind. He was a Brazilian. “Eduardo,” he said by way of introduction. “I am the owner of the spa. I was there when you called. “I thought you sounded like a lady who would appreciate a special treat. I like to keep my hand in, in a manner of speaking.” He slipped his hand into Em’s yellow bikini bottom and found her hair. “You are not a Brazilian,” he said with a laugh. “Good. I much enjoy massaging a furry mound.” Em’s legs went weak. She whispered, “Oh god!” He slipped his other hand into the.