Jeff figured she was getting close to orgasm. He knew he was for sure. He wanted to cum at the same time she did.The guy leaned further back against t...he car as the woman leaned further toward him. The woman’s movements suddenly changed. Now it looked like she was maintaining constant contact between her crotch and his leg and rocking forward, back, side to side, and rolling her crotch on his thigh without the guy pressing her down against his leg any longer. Jeff hadn’t seen a woman orgasm. "It was then that Samantha decided she needed to masturbate, but would do it in the living room, so she wouldn't wake up Alan. She got up, walked toward the bathroom to gather a few things she needed for some hot sexy fun. Her favorite toy, a 10 inch vibrator, some Vaseline, a towel, and a full-length floor mirror.She carried the items into the living room and laid them on the sofa. Next she turned the radio to her favorite music station, letting the soft music serenade her senses. After that. Then the heat, his cock swelled bigger still and pushed deeper, his knot swollen to full size as gallons of hot doggy cum flooded me, I was in heaven, no way did I expect such a good fucking, as he slowed pulling back, Tony held him to stop him ripping me open, as cum leaked out every where.My hole felt so empty as his cock dropped out, guys looked on, some playing in the cum running out of me, then one guy slid his cock in fucking me, but not for long as he to filled me with cum. They kept me. This left the Maître d' with no choice but to bring him a menu and signal the Head Sommelier to serve in that ill-regarded corner of the establishment. The Chef de Station was also told that this customer was to be served only by Paulette. The Maître d's most ardent desire was that this extremely wealthy customer should be kept happy. Tips in thousands of euros were very rare, even in La Potinière, though what the young Emir saw in Paulette, he could not fathom."Hullo," he said as Paulette came.