But he had loved Yvette in everything. He only wondered how Grace would be in bed. No doubt a woman of her breeding would show her to be still a virgi...n. She grasped his arm pointing out a new building being constructed. It was rumored to be fifty stories in height."You know that your girl who was working for you got married?" Yes, I do. I gave her a generous wedding present. I hope she is happy in her new life," Frank couldn't take his eyes away from her."She's not," Grace sighed. "Her husband. She then slowly started to stroke it up and down, feeling the texture and the heat that was emanating from it. She didn't find it repulsive at all, but rather an exciting sensation.Pulling on the back stroke flared the head of his prick which peaked her curiosity. She got a bit closer to get a better look. As she continued to stroke Pop slowly a small droplet appeared on his cock tip. She found this scene most exciting and got so close that she could take a deep breath and smell his sex. The. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift.Or I tried to.I caught myself listening to the music that vibrated eerily through the cave system, and to the steady creak of the mattress below me caused by the rise and fall of my own ribcage. I sighed and huffed, tossed and turned, boxed the too-limp pillow and ended up glaring at the underside of the bunk above me with an annoyance-induced headache pulsing between my eyebrows. My shoulders and neck felt like there was a too-taunt piano wire running. . as I guess, he's been fucked before for cash. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I need to get off and he needs cash. We're helping each other out, so I don't feel bad about it. Even to this day, I don't feel bad. I didn't force him, he took the cash and lubed me up... In my mind, he wanted the cash and my cock. So anyway, I keep just enough of his spit on my dick just for the head to slide in him. He arches his back (like a pro), I press my cock against his hairy hole. The hairs.