I opened the door and let the marketing manager in. I told him everybody is assembled on the patio so I led him out there.When we got out there I intr...duced him to the group "Folks, this is Mark Sanders. He is the marketing director for 'Stitch in Time Uniform Company' and he has something to offer you." He said "Good afternoon everyone. As Greg said I am the marketing director of 'Stitch in Time' and part of my job is putting together an annual catalog of our line of Cheerleader uniforms. This. Go knock yourself out haha” Said Ryan. Claire smiled and replied “Trust you – ok ill be up soon – warm the bed up” whilst giving him a quick slap on his tight ass.As she moved towards the man selling paintings, he gave her a very predatory look and resumed speaking Italian directly at her.She quickly stopped him – and tried to explain she didn't speak Italian and that she was English.“Ah English yes? You English girls are very beautiful mmmm you are stunning” Implied the man. Claire took the. More over she is from same cast what you say. I just said no, pls sister, leave me , she harder I can’t able to handle her. She said no problem you no need to handle her, she will take care of you. Then she taller than me & She is a mercy less girl. Don’t worry everything will be ok after the marriage I told her my cock is paining like a hell pls take me to doctor. Then she applied some oil to reduce the pain. In the morning I became fresher and pain became little less. I saw my nude body in. Glistening and shaking, she slammed her full weight all the way down my length now. “FUCK! FUUUUUUCK!” Then a silent mouthing of scream followed by a loud, “NNNNNNHNHHHHH AAAHHHHH!!!” And she stopped moving, all except her spazming pussy on my swollen cock. I'd have cum too but for the nut I busted back at the bar. And she collapsed on top of me. Wetting me with her sweat, my sheathed cock, creamy with her cum. Soon Blondie reappeared, her naked ivory skin, lean but not taught. Those long.