As you dig your nails into my shoulders, you feel me leaning down, and wrapping my lips around your nipple, forcing your leg against your heaving brea...sts. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight baby. I fucking love it,” I grunt, as I finally push myself balls deep inside you and holding it there. With the final deep thrust your head is thrown back, a loud almost screaming groan emitting from your mouth as you feel the tip of my dick pushing against your cervix. Your pussy now so full and stretched, a. ‘I’d like that, thank you.’ I replied, ‘But I think this calls for more of a celebration so I’ll order a bottle of champagne for us. What’s your room number, Paul?’ Paul told the receptionist and we climbed up to his room. I so was wonderfully relaxed now. As was Paul. There was a knock on the door and Room Service stepped into the room, removed the cork from the bottle of champagne, filled a glass each, put the bottle in the wine cooler and departed. ‘I still can’t believe this, Paul. I. I must confess the sight of them together made me very wet and I was soon fingering myself thru my gusset until I had orgasmed."Suck it, cocksucker, this is what you've always wanted, isn't it, you little cocksucking slut, suck your boyfriend's big cock for me, baby, eat it up!" I taunt to John.John is sucking, and swirling his tongue on Ian's cock and slowly bobbing his head back and forth. I am twisting my erect nipples and rubbing my soaking pussy. I wanted so badly to watch Ian fill John's. Was she perceptive, or was she mistaking the girl’s shyness for lust?Bringing up a slender finger she lifted the girl’s chin to draw her gaze forward, but the girl struggled to look away squeamishly, seemingly fearful of Gabrielle’s forwardness.“Why, Marie, you are pink…” the Duchess said, as a smile crossed her full lips. The young servant girl said nothing. Gabrielle moved her head to meet the girl’s gaze, “Does the sight of my sex make you blush?”“I have not seen my lady’s figure… until.