’ We finished our drinks in silence. The magical evening was over and we both knew it. I paid the check, took her arm and led her to the elevator. A...s we waited, she turned to me and said, ‘I can’t thank you enough for bailing me out and the meal and the conversation turned out to be much better than I would have had otherwise. Thank you.’ Then she kissed my cheek just as the elevator door opened. She stepped inside and our evening was over. I went to the desk and told them to check me out in. “You are never going to beat me at this game.”So, as I said twenty-four hundred words ago, it’s time to talk about girlfriend number three.You know how in school there are always these few girls who are light-years more gorgeous and sexy and beautiful and busty than any of the other girls? The “Elite Beauties?” Well Karen Mathews is not just one of them, in my opinion she is the best of them. Buxom yet slim, long straight brown hair and brilliant smile, the first time I saw her I fell in love. He plunged into her powerfully over and over until she was barely able to hold herself up against the door. The tightness of her ass, the pitiful sounds coming from the whore, and Kaneezs screams all combined to bring him to the point of no return very quickly. He dug his fingers into wounds on Kaneezs hips, drawing blood as he slammed into her one last time, filling her bowels with his cum. He used her blood to add a complicated symbol under the first on her back. It was a barbed trident and. Her opening had swallowed me during the night. I was fully erect and loving it. There was just enough light coming through the shutters to see that it was Bulla.I was able to slip out of bed without waking her. Neither of us wanted the connection to be severed and Bulla, in her sleep, groaned and clutched for me. I picked up her closer leg and looked at her pussy. I could not see it well but I could smell it. There was old semen, old pussy juice and even a bit that was fresh. My nuts were not.