"Hardwick called me a whore." Excuse me!" I demanded. "He did what?"Yeah, there were tears in there now, I could hear them. "He was making fun of me f...r taking off with you, and when he found out we were at the Bellagio... , I don't know if he heard me talking to Kelly or what, but somehow he heard about it and he called me a whore." She's holding back," Jamie said. "There's something more she's not telling you." Yeah, I know, I heard it, too." Christine, I'm so very sorry this has happened,. Even if I’d wanted to, I couldn’t have stopped, so deep was the pleasure. Finally, with a groan, I exploded, spurting cum down her throat. And again, before she could react. The third time, she’d pushed me back enough so that I came all over her pretty pink mouth and her face. And again, this time on her left tit, covering her stiff nipple before sinking to my knees before her, panting for breath, helplessly watching her lick her lips clean of my cum and smearing it all over her other chest,. And just as Marianne was clearly ready for action, so too was Gareth, his penis throbbing and pulsing and ready for the plunge.At last, he was inside, and the two of them thrust their crotches up against each other in a steadily growing curve of passion, one that after many partners and many similar encounters, Gareth knew he could delay from the final moment of release for many minutes more.And then the phone rang."Shit!" Marianne cried. "Who the fuck can that be?" Ignore it!" hissed. “What the fuck is going on here…” she muttered. Eventually she reached a cracked pink ravine that she could tell was made of tall, balanced rocks, and she gasped as she spotted someone familiar. “Officer Nuygen!”She hurried over, careful not to disturb the precarious surface, and kneeled down next to the woman who had trained her, trying her best to ignore the older woman’s lean, muscular naked body and big perky tits. “Officer Nuygen, what’s going on? These women, they’re all… what… what.