His seduction was obvious, but he also augmented his advances by playing a slow, subtle game. The looks. The whispers. The dancing. Listening in wonde...r to Sean's naughty words, the smell of his cologne on her lips, and his exploring fingertips, touching her derriere, caused Heather to vividly imagine fucking Sean. Just as he’d probably hoped, she thought. That’s probably how he did it. The thought, like the action, would be irresponsible, unethical, and immoral, but at the same time, she. "Where's that money y'owe me?" Storm off the Capes," said Holmes. "Ship hasn't been heard from." I don' give a hoot 'bout that," said his companion, leaning forward. "Pay me the interest, at least. T'other's your fugging problem." Write you a draft," Holmes said. "Have to date it next month." That won' do me no good. An' where's that fuggin' rum and hemp you promised, first of the month you said." My new ship is likely in the mouth of the Bay, down near Point Lookout, where, as I seem to. Cindy was lost in ultimate pleasure, taking in as much as she could, and Sara began to feel a rumbling deep inside her as her own passion built. She urged Brad on, pulling on his ass cheeks as he slammed against her lips. She ran a finger up the crack of his ass, poising her fingernail at the opening, and as he was on the outstroke from her mouth, her finger slid into his anus. He let out a little yelp, but quickly relaxed against the pressure, and Sara felt it slide farther into him, finally. Im sorry, Dallas, Im just enjoying you so much… I hope this night never ends. She got up and wiped her pussy off with a tissue, then knelt by the side of his bed. He knew she was going to let him fuck her face, so he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, his erect cock right in her face. She started massaging his balls with her hand and opened her mouth. She started licking the tip of his dick, which made him thrust into her throat with pleasure. He grabbed the back of her head.