”“Hang on you are not expecting me to dance are you I’ve not had a drink and besides you have made it clear you want to fuck me, but if you see ...me dad dance then you will be off like a shot.”“Don’t be silly, you can’t be that bad and besides you have me with you and I’m a hot piece of ass.”“Careful with that ego you might not be able to fit through the door.”“Are you saying I am not hot? Do you want another bruise on your arm?”I nodded, pulled her to me and embraced her, tilting her head up we. Then she removed her hands from my eyes, and fuck she was looking stunning and smoking hot.My tool switched into beast mode instantly and I was gaping at her. She then tapped my head and said stop staring and sat in front of me.Now I could notice her even more clearly and she was wearing a red colored one piece. Her body fit so perfectly into it as if the dress has been tailored to her. She had fats at the right places and her boobs were screaming to come out of that outfit. And I couldn’t stop. Her heart raced as she spread her slippery pussylips with her fingers, massaging her slit while Harte watched. His chest looked like a living sculpture as it heaved with a deep groan."It's a dangerous look, Harte," she said. She could barely push her voice past a whisper. As much as she'd always been so aroused by his body, the look in his eyes made her want to explode around the finger dipping inside her sheath. She drew it back out slowly and sent two fingers back in on the next stroke. Her. This revealed her 32ee boobs and her nipples were harder than I had ever seen them. She had a dreamy smile on her face and her breathing had quickened. James grabbed her left tit and pinched the nipple slowly increasing the pressure - she gasped and started to bite her lip. "You like that don't you?" he asked. Jane nodded her head - yes. He stepped back, " Let's make sure we understand each other here," he said, " I would hate for there to be any repercussions. What would you like Jane?"She.