Then she's straddling my hips as her mouth is covering mine and I'm swallowing the beer.I can't believe what she's saying to me. “Fuck me like we're... strangers, fuck me like a whore, make me take your cock.”The adrenaline rush I'm feeling is stronger than cocaine. I'm not even thinking as I'm opening my truck door. Pulling her with me. The air is warm, and muggy.She’s trying to fight me, but I'm stronger than her. The more she fights, the more turned on I'm getting.Lifting her into my truck bed. They rubbed their bodies together, all the while bursting into fits of laughter."Ralph, get the camera," Helen gasped. They posed for pictures — side by side, back to back, front and back. When they were done, Helen went to Ralph and grabbed him by the shirt front. "You sneak!" she said. "You've known all along. No wonder you put off letting me meet her." The first time Sara spoke to me, in The Meat Market," Ralph said, "I almost fell off the bar stool. You two are dead ringers, bar the skin. We took rest on the sofa cuddling each other.After sometime I was erect again. I wanted to waste no time , so i started fucking her pussy right away on sofa. We were in missionary position , I was going to and fro in her pussy and sucking her tits with my mouth. She was moaning heavily. In sometime she orgasmed and let her juices out. I was about to cum so cummed directly in her mouth. She cleaned me and I cleaned her pussy. yummy and delicious.After sometime i went to kitchen to get some. Extremely pleased that Nicole is his hostess for the evening, he dutifully follows. Noticing there are only about 6 men other than the bartender in the suite, yet each with their own girl. Walking to the bar next to the dining area, that has been converted to a blackjack table, he orders himself a drink and asks Nicole what she would like. As the two receive their drinks, Victor asks, “Tell me more about tonight.” “Sir, there are two master bedrooms on either side of the suite, one with gaming,.