I moved my left hand over her legs and thighs. She parted her legs so as to make a way for me to get near her pussy. I took the hint and moved my hand... over her underwear, feeling her vaginal area.All the time I was kissing her or smooching her on her cheeks. She grunted sometimes, moved her head sideways, but that is it. Not much of problem. Looked like she wanted it and was enjoying it. Fine for me, I thought. I inserted my left hand inside her underwear and was figuring out her vagina, her. You gave that away when you told her about crying when you found out that I was coming back to you."She remained above me but I felt her breath near my lips as she whispered. "I dispelled the myth that whores have feelings. I told her that after I cried for an hour I got myself ready for work." You really piss me off sometimes!" I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her off me, holding her at arms length."Me? How do I piss you off?" Her voice mocked me. She knew I couldn't keep her. Once her driving goal had been to experience her body in ever way possible; for most of her waking hours she had dreamed of feeling absolute power over others. Now she had the power of life and death that had been her dream for so long."The Golden Palace," she snapped, but the driver did not move."Tell him," she said to Jeremy, who gave the order and the car started immediately.When they arrived at the Palace, a few minutes later, she said to Jeremy, "Bring the driver with us."Followed by. When Betts cried out again, he buried himself in her and released copious quantities of his seed into her, refusing to stop moving until his body rebelled. He continued to hold her, keeping his member inside her as long as possible.When he finally did withdraw, Elizabeth turned around to wrap her arms around his middle. “We’ve just discovered something new,” she said with a smile.“What’s that, Betts?”“I appear to be multi-orgasmic. I’ve never had orgasms so close together before. That was.