"She's a wee stoater," said the other one agreeing.I smiled at their drunken compliments but carried on walking at a muchfaster pace, determined to ge...t home to my hot bubble bath, and a relaxingglass of white wine. Then I could hear steps behind me getting closer andalthough I was walking quickly the noisy steps were gaining on me. I knewthe noise was from a he because his steps were longer than my shortclicking steps.As he caught me up, his pace slowed slightly and I could feel his eyesbeating. They almost kissed again.The crabby woman behind the counter grumbled, "Either buy something, or be on your way."They both laughed, and Theo quickly bought Angelique a single flower. As she held it to her nose, he caught her other hand and bent her arm behind her back. She laughed as they quickly crossed into the lobby and they practically ran to the elevator.In moments, they were in her room. They kissed fervently as they removed their jackets. Their lips separated for a moment as they both. Then he gripped my hips, his bulb nudging the slimy entrance to my core, his manicured fingernails digging deep into my flesh as he simply took me, to the hilt, in one. Fuck. Yes. He stayed there for what seemed like an eternity, throbbing inside me, before he withdrew, and then began to pump it into my sloppy cunt. No pretence, no niceties, he just fucked me. Pure and simple. Whilst Lucy licked and chewed my clit, and in all probability his bollocks too. My face meantime was coated in the. I don’t know if it was a mother complex or anything serious like that. I think it was just the fact that I had gotten hooked on her pretty ass and I was addicted to her constant fussing over me like I was her favorite child. My own mother was always a bit distant and much more interested in her book club, her society friends and those lunches with other older women that all gossiped about everything unimportant in the world ad infinitum.The interview went really well in my estimation.The bad.