She leaned back and you could see her camel toe. Nothing went wrong so after the song the girls ran unto me and hugged me. ‘Come with us, we are goi...ng to celebrate it!’ said Chrissy. My choice was a hard one. G2 vs FPX or going to drink something with the girls. I chose for the last one. We left the Arena and went to a bar. We all ordered a drink. And another. And another. We became tipsy and it became later. At 23:00 they thought it was a good idea to buy 5 bottles wine. Then we went to the. She screamed. His hand pulled her panties to the side and his dick thrust into her as he pulled the leg that sat on the armrest over his shoulder. Her hands gripped the chair’s wooden frame. He pounded her insides. She looked at him, letting the reality of the moment enter her vision. He was lost in his instant of time, pulling and pushing ecstasy with his cock. Angelina wanted to feel his naked flesh, masculine muscles and Cuban hair on her skin and beneath her hands but he was still dressed. This is a kind of subliminal signal that chicks pick up on. I don’t know if it worked, but for the next few visits I made sure to repeat the task. Each time she came in with her friends, I chatted them up a little more, and of course her a little more as well. I gave them a free round from time to time and the magic started to work. One night she and her two friends sat at the bar, The first time they had ever done so. I saw this good fortune as my opportunity to really lay it on strong. I knew. The pleasure and pain I was putting her through had left her unable to speak. “And you’ve been so well-behaved. Do you think you deserve to cum now?” With her eyes rolled back in her head, she nodded frantically and I threw her onto my bed. She landed hard on her front, too weak to support herself, and lay there panting while I knelt down on the floor behind her. “Lift up that ass, whore,” I commanded, and with a great feat of effort, she brought her knees forward and lifted herself with her.