She sub-leased her penthouse suite at the Ritz to some Boston Red Sox baseball player, who only used it when he was in Boston, which was not very ofte..., especially after he had been traded to the New York Yankees and then to the Los Angeles Dodgers. She was content to stay home alone with her cats, named Queen Anne, because she was a haughty cat, Miss Priss, because she was a fussy cat, and Back Bay, because she found her roaming Back Bay homeless and hungry. Back Bay was a scrappy black cat.. " As he said this I leaned forward to get a glimpse of his cock, and then I understood his concern. It was about eight inches long but even more impressive, it was about two and a half inches across. It was one fat bastard, leaking pre-cum profusely and throbbing to his heartbeat. I quickly flipped over onto my belly with my ass hanging over the armrest and told him, "Go slow." Fortunately I had pre-lubed earlier in the evening, expecting that I would be someone's slut. As he slowly eased into. “John, this is my girlfriend Allie, Allie this is John. He also survived the meteor.” Allie smiled and waved as she took Johns appearance in. He was a head taller than Rich. He was wearing only a pair of ripped jeans with no shirt. His chest and abs looked as if they were chiseled. Allie instantly felt moisture building between her legs. What intrigued Allie the most was that John was African American. Allie’s knees got weak and she sat down. All she could think of was how big his cock would. I should think Diana will be aboard in a month or six weeks.“„Fine... fine...“ said Gordon, instinctively rubbing his hands. That two-timing bitch deserved all she was going to get!At that moment, Gordon Crane espied the tall, leather-clad figure of Miss Judith coming down the deck towards them. In tow, she had a slave-girl. Gordon saw it was the exceedingly attractive Julia... the one similar to Melissa but with dark hair. His mind went back to that day on the deck and he rather wondered what.