Hilton's work, I'm just finishing up my Master's in English Literature. I thought that book was his best next to 'Goodbye Mr. Chips' and it's very rom...antic." Really? I thought it stunk that he lost his memory and forgot his first wife. Now all he seems to do is make money and mope around." I replied.She beamed me a genuine smile of mirth this time. "Keep reading; you might be surprised by what happens."Thea and I yakked about books until it was time to board the plane. I think she was as sorry. I got so turned on I had to clutch the nearby chair or I would have fallen over. Do you see what you do to me lately? he asked, grasping my hips and pulling me back firmly onto his cock. Oh God, I sighed, my head swimming with dirty thoughts and ravenous need. Oh fuck… What…a…dirty…mouth, he said, punctuating each word with a thrust as he started to hump me. He grabbed my skirt and pulled it up over my ass so that he saw the red thong I was wearing. Mm…I like these. At this point I was rubbing. Cat felt like she had claws, her fingers clenching the bed covers as she tried to anchor herself. She was sure was going to float away... or break into pieces. She almost wanted to tell Trina to stop, except she couldn't seem to get her mouth working, all she could do, it seemed, was to writhe on the bed, trying to gasp in a breath to her oxygen-deprived body. Despite being breathless, body Cat still saw fit to make all manner of noises, some of which tickled Cat's spine, until she realised. It was just about the hardest, the most painful fucking minute ever. He withdrew and started fucking fast and hard – not to mention deep! I put my hands over my mouth and literally screamed into them as he went at me. Then, with a sudden deep groan, he drove himself in to the hilt again, stayed buried and, blew one hell of a load!He didn’t even start to go soft but, he did pull out slowly. In the last few minutes he’d almost fucked me off of the bed.I was gathered into his arms to be held and.