The robe fell to the floor behind her. “Isn‘t he Jenny!” she exclaimed. Jenny’s breath left her in one short gasp. She was panting in disbelie...f. “Melissa!” she shouted in surprise. “He‘s gonna fuck me just like he did that night at my house, Jenny,” she continued. “Look at his cock, look how hard he is.” “He wants to get his cock up my arse so much he fucking begged me to come down here.” Melissa then bent forward a little, placing her hands on the chair. I was as horny as fuck, the whole. He watched her lips move up and down his length, her cheek bulging slightly as his cock head slid over her tongue before she moved it back in place. Slowly, she inched herself down, taking more and more of his dick into her mouth until it slid into her throat, his eyes widening as she kept going until her face was nestled against his balls.“Fucking hell, mom.” He whispered in awe as he realised she had swallowed his entire cock. She released him, gasping for air once his cock was free of her. My lady fiend moaned that she wanted some so I told her to get him hard again so he could fuck this bitch too. She went down on his recovering cock and soon he was hard again. I pulled out and slapped her ass and soon the waiter was inside of her. I ordered my lady friend to clean my cock so I could fuck her. She happily obliged my order. As she was bobbing up and down I watched as the waiter start to really pound the front desk lady hard. In his excitement he withdrew to far and slammed it in. "Hurry, man," she said, twisting away and fumbling at her underskirt waist. I found a chair, sat and pulled off my boots, tossed my new shirt aside, stood and got out of my britches. Up sprang my eager root as if mounted on a coiled spring. By then she was climbing onto her high bed wearing naught but her diamonds. I crossed to her side, my upright bowsprit bobbling a foot before me, and she lifted the quilts and invited me to lie beside her, eyeing my blood-hot manhood greedily. I felt like.