"I thought you were being murdered in here." W-why?" she moaned, not really wanting to hear the answer but unable to stop herself from asking."I could...hear your screams down the hall, though to tell you the truth, I thought you were having some kinky dream. It sounded pretty hot." He came over and sat on her bed, reaching out for her hand. "What happened to your wrist?" I don't know," she whispered. "I don't know what is happening to me. I think I might be possessed." You aren't talking like. Her fantasy was interrupted as he reappeared with her drink. ‘One Bacardi and coke, with ice’ he said as he placed it in front of her. ‘My name is Tom and I’ll be your waiter for the night, if you need anything, anything at all just ask for me’ He smiled at Debs again, she looked up at him and then down to his crotch. She could see a bulge, she wanted to unzip his trousers, take out his prick and suck for all she was worth but instead, she looked him in the eyes, smiled and softly replied. Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-out line pushing a cart piled high with groceries. Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward looked into the cart and asked sweetly, “So which six items would you like to buy?”Wouldn’t it be great if that happened more often?Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbour and his wife were told there would be a 45-minute wait for a table.“Young man, we’re both. A good night kiss was one thing, but a good night blow job was entirely different. They were getting louder now, I could hear when my wife would use her hands to jerk Todds huge cock, I could hear her long sigh when she returned her tongue to working on his shaft, and I could hear her muffled moan when she took him into her mouth. And I could hear Todd moaning, and from his volume I could tell that my wife was really giving it her all. I was startled by my sister-in-law moving in bed. Laura had.