She wanted to give him pleasure, more than anything else in this world, right now, she wanted that. But as she watched, he turned from her, pulling hi... sweats up over his erection. He walked towards the door, while she lay in the bed, staring at him in confusion. ‘Wait,’ she called. ‘Gabe, wait. Where are you going?’ ‘I’m sorry, Kaylee. I’d love to fuck you, you know that. But you aren’t for me.’ Kaylee sat up in the bed, her arm covering her naked breasts. ‘What do you mean, I’m not for you?’. "What's wrong with you" she asked. "You've seen your wife naked, haven't you?". You are not my wife Mrs Butt", i managed. "Call me Anna" she said, reaching out to take my hand. I begun to sweat on a cold winter night in Berlin. "Mrs Bu..' i barely begun. "...Anna" she shouted back, and i froze. She pulled me forcedly to her and i landed on her chest. Awesome! I always had fantasies of rough sex, but surely not with "the boss". She got her arms round my neck, her full breasts firmly on my chest. Georgina enjoyed the scramble; enjoyed the eagerness of the men wanting to get between her legs; enjoyed their eagerness to satisfy themselves with her body. She enjoyed being in demand. It might have looked as though it was they who were in control; that they might have been the ones holding her down; getting between her legs and getting their manhood into her; but she was really the one in control. It was she who had what they wanted and it was she who was giving herself to them and not the. That drove her crazy and she screamed and bucked her hips towards me. She was panting and gasping for breath. Her hips bucked harder against me.I licked into her pussy with a ferocious force just giving gaps in between trying to look at her expressions on the face. Her breath caught in her throat for a split second. She could not hold back her spectacular ejaculation. In long and audible moan her dam breached squirting out her hot juices.I continued to lick her legs and she was moaning loudly..