The power of his downstrokes and her upstrokes had her literally bouncing off the mattress. When she tried to reply, she initially sounded like she ha...d a stuttering problem. Finally she was able to annunciate. “You, baby! You!”“Who owns your sweet, hot MILF body?”“You do!”His final teasing inquiry was “Who am I to you?”Normally Ashley would have gotten pissed at the line questioning. But her mind was so flame-broiled with lust, she would have identified herself as a Martian if meant keeping. Keep your ears and eyes open and your mouths shut. If Ivanshows up, stay away from him. Steve you know the drill. Now you ladieshave fun."Five hours later, Steve and Fred 'AKA, Stephanie and Frederica'awkwardly hauled themselves from the cab in front of the Pink PussycatClub.Steve purred, in a very realistic facsimile of a woman's voice,"Frederica, pay the man, I left my wallet in my other purse."Fred threw twenty dollars at the driver and slung his purse over hisshoulder and said, "I want my. The vestiges of her common sense told her this was a dangerous game to be playing in public, but the growing passion swept her reasoning aside as she opened her mouth wide to engulf his throbbing cock in a warm, wet grip that slid halfway down the length before pulling back with a pop."You have a nice cock." She complimented, flicking the slit with the tip of her tongue. "I'm going to measure it with my throat."The waiter stood passively as she her mouth hugged the thickly veined shaft tightly,. ”“Well I just wanted to watch the fights and ended up getting spotted.”“Do you know who hit you?”“No, it was just some masked guy.”“Well, I hope you got your fill of wonton violence.” Noah and the two women looked over to the open door, where Madam Cyrilo was standing. Her appearance had certainly been polished since he last saw her, her face heaped on with makeup to try and hide the years. It even looked like she had added some dye to her hair, and she no longer had the body shape of a plucked.