. no words needed. Gazing into your eyes.. reflecting the same feelings.. I am lost Souls collide.. lips meet again... all thoughts go unheeded. Your ...unbuttoned shirt glides to the floor.. too many clothes... Hands roaming again..sensual torturous kisses.. licks.. bites. My skirt is unfastened.. it falls to the floor.. lips meet again.. Your fly is undone.. I reach inside.. soaring to new heights. Sliding your jeans down your hips... I drop to my knees... Your erection freed...demanding. The bartender thought about it for a minute or so and agreed. I gave him an Eagle and picked up a deck of cards from him.I found a suitable table and soon had a friendly game going. I explained to everybody who joined the game that I was a novice at being a poker pro, so I was open to suggestions as we went along. That brightened things up, and we soon advanced beyond the penny ante game I had been expecting. That was fine with me; I needed a bigger pot if I was going to make a living at poker.. I guess when I'm portraying your maid I willchannel my memory of her. Is that ok?" Of course, dear, I'd forgotten how much you used to enjoy dressing upfor our parties. I'm so glad you've come and that we have a role for youto play that obviously will be fun for you. And let me add how much Iappreciate your help. I hope you're prepared to be a busy lady tonight!"We went into the kitchen and she explained the preparatory tasks shewanted me to handle while she dressed for her party. There. I squealed loud then. He continued fucking me that way. Drawing his huge dick almost out from my asshole and slamming back into me. Then he made it faster and faster. "Oh, fuck." He gasped, barely getting it out and speeded up again. I couldn't hold myself up and he let me fall forward flat. Unbelievably, his cock went deeper inside me than before. He was really fucking hard laying on me.I was nearly distracted by his grunts and wild humping. But I still felt something almost like it was.