I felt low myself and my gift is not worth of her. Any how I managed to tie that watch to her hand and she was giggling in happiness. She felt I am bi...t low and asked me why. I said nothing but she insisted to tell. I said may be because of traveling I am tired. She said don’t tell lie, don’t you like here or my behavior. I said it’s not like that and told the truth that you have got tissot, Scorpio , BMW n Bezn this like a villa, my gift is too small in front of all this. Chaaaaaaaaaat oh my. " I am no-"he slaps me again"you are a faggot but not a very good one. hell you've gotten maybe 4 of my inches down. you got five more to go. now open up and get back to work." no" wrong answer"he grabbed my jaw with his huge hands and forced open my jaw. his dick was in the second it opened. I was back to gagging on his cock."you answer me with yes sir."he keeps fucking my mouth and moaning then he stops and just holds me down. "haha, you shouldn't have sucked someone during a nap"at first i. He grabbed her by the upper arm and hauled her out of the bathtub. He dragged her through the hallway and tossed her onto the bed, ignoring the screeching. ‘You can’t do this to me!’ ‘I just did. Did you steal my files?’ Her eyes narrowed and she eyed him as if she were Lady Astor looking at an Irish street urchin. ‘Figure it out yourself, Tonto.’ ‘This is the last time I’m going to ask you nicely, Aimee.’ He could feel his back teeth grinding. ‘Did you steal my files?’ She stuck her tongue. Not tonight though, tonight was a fun and frolic night. Artsy pushed LF and Dan back to the dance floor. “Let her lead this time Dan; I just want to watch.” LF grinned, gave a quick flip of Dan’s skirt, and took him by the hand. Beginning their first dance, Dan tried to lead, but LF resisted. Dan finally accepted he was LF’s dance partner, and their movement turned steamy. One of her hands was under his skirt on hip constantly. Her body became Dan’s snakeskin. Their last dance was nothing more.