His words only deepened the misery she felt “That's it, you slut, you whore, you love my cock in you don't you?” he smiled. He held her hips and f...ucked her harder, his cock so deep inside her she felt she might scream, and yet still, her body responded, without her consent, her hips pushing against him, pushing her cunt back against him over and over, reaching for the next orgasm, gripping his hardness inside her as she came again and again...Abruptly he pushed her hips down and withdrew from. What gives?" I don't really know. Everything is so open here. The sex shows and now this, a Disneyland for men. I think in the states it's much more hidden, much less accepted. I was just wondering about the women. What they're like? How they feel about what they do? That's all." Kevin thought she had taken the bait. "You should talk with one of them." Oh, I'd love to but I don't see how that's possible," she paused took a sip of champagne and asked, "do you?" Marcy, I've come to realize that. ”Of the half dozen people who clearly wanted to know what the fuck Arthur was thinking, Vanessa Comstock got to him first, intercepting him before he’d made it three steps away from where he gave his deliberately pointless speech. She took Arthur by the arm, drew him aside, and said, “Louisiana? Seriously? What the hell is there in Louisiana for you?”She said it like she was trying to keep their conversation private, but Arthur doubted fewer than a dozen people had been eavesdropping. Speaking. ”“Say, “Please,” he teased, as he shoved his cock back into my throat.As he continued to fuck my face, I massaged his cock with my lips, tongue, and throat. I had waited several hours for this cock, and I was determined to do my best.“Fuck, boy, that feels real good. You take it up the ass?” Again, he pulled his dick out of my mouth for my answer.“Yes, sir, I do. That’s what I was really hoping for.”“Crawl up there on the bed.”I crawled onto the bed, my body stretching across the width of the.