.. The phone rang shrilly from the hall, interrupting her reverie.Alice jerked from its sudden insistence, then hurried to it, almost as if she was af...raid that if she didn't catch it before it rang again, whoever was calling would give up and go away. She grabbed the receiver, holding it breathlessly to her. "H-Hello? Sandy?" No, Mrs. Murphy. This is Richard Hink."Alice knew Richard Hink, of course. She had tried to keep their acquaintanceship as brief as possible in the past, even after. She gulped a large breath and fell forward we started kissing, my cock slid from her sticky pussy my sister whispered ‘hope lm not pregnant’ smiled and kissed me again then told me to get dressed as l had a room to paint.The evening at Annie and Sasha’s was going well and after dinner we watched a film when it ended Annie reminded Sasha it was a school night, she reluctantly went to bed, l went to for a wee popped into Sasha’s room to give her a good night kiss before returning downstairs to. Fuck, so tight..." He slides in and out of me, full length so slow and sexy. I whisper in his ear as he loses himself to my rear, put my legs up high in the air, one leg around his rear end, stockings unhooked from my garters and a complete mess, one down around my ankle. My smooth shaved leg around his back rubbing his ass, other one up over his leg from behind...only sound in the room is the bed springs and his cock moving in and out of my slippery rear. He pumps me the full length of his. And to cap it all, Linate had been closed by an "incident" - most likely a false security alert - which meant that, after circling for almost an hour, the flight had diverted to Malpensa. Linate was at least in the centre of Milan, with easy access to the downtown bars. It had been a couple of weeks since you last tasted fresh pussy, and you had been hoping for a little action that evening. But Malpensa was in the middle of nowhere, and you knew that an evening in the airport hotel bar was not.