Tell me what you want.’ ‘I want you.’ ‘You have me.’ ‘No, I want you in me. Now!’ ‘You want me to fuck you baby?’ ‘Yes,’ she m...oans, breathlessly. ‘Then tell me,’ he commands softly. ‘I want you to fuck me, Mark. Please fuck me!’ He growls and with one quick thrust, is buried within her. She screams, back arching, trying to take him deeper.He begins to move slowly, hips rocking against hers. Her nails dig into his back, urging him on. He refrains, enjoying the look on her face. ‘You like that. The doorman informed them that their chauffeured limousine awaited them.They introduced themselves to the tall Negro driver, whose name was Paul. Paul opened the door of the car for Elton and Sandy and made sure that everything was to their liking. There was a freshly chilled case of Champagne that she had ordered, in the limousine's refrigerator. Sandy poured them each a glass of Champagne as the limousine sped on its way.They arrived in Elton, Maryland in the wee hours of the morning. The sun. After a short time, Susan stood and complained that she had been a bit too ambitious in selecting the hotpants to wear. They were too tight, and uncomfortable. She asked if anyone would mind if she took them off. With no dissenting voice, she did just that, confirming my belief that she wore no panties. She laid back down again, on her back, her finely manicured pussy well featured.Some light banter ensued. Susan was teased a little for being so keen to show off her nakedness, a sight that. She and my Aunt Barbara and Uncle George will arrive Wednesday evening. They'll be celebrating Thanksgiving with us here at the house."Piper clapped her hands. "Yippee!" Which means, Agnes, you need to plan a Thanksgiving feast with all the fixings."She flashed a wide smile and said, "I adore cooking for a crowd." I reserved rooms for them at the Copper Queen, but they'll probably spend a lot of time here with us over the weekend, so stock up the larder, Agnes." I'll do that, Coach." Back to.