We did not say anything, she just stood up, pushed my knees together and then facing me, mounted my hips, pushing my cock into her sopping wet cunt.I ...wrapped my lips around her nipples as she wrapped her pussy around my dick and this time we slowly and almost romantically fucked. Her small body slowly rose and fell and after a few minutes of slow fucking she raised my chin from her chest and she kissed me, slowly. "Santa, all I want for Christmas is to be loved. You fucked me. Now, ... let me. Michael started to slide in and out of her and they tried to keep kissing as their fucking picked up the pace. "Talk dirty, call me names," she panted as her cunt took the fucking that it desired."You fucking slut, you horny bitch," grunted Michael."Yes, yes I am a slut, fuck me harder," she pleaded.Michael was ramming her as hard as he could as he emphasised each thrust with words, "You slut, picking up a stranger for fucking." Oh fuck yes, this is so fucking good," Chavvi almost shouted as. " He gestured towards the blonde girl. "And that's Lance over there." Where are you from, sir?" I asked Brent."Sir?" He looked around. "Oh, me? I thought my dad was here. Don't say that word, okay?" Why not?" I looked at him, almost smiling at his theatrics."It's against the rules," he said with a toothy smile."You have a funny accent," I changed the subject slightly, without changing it at all."Do I?" He smiled at me as Sarah left to sit with the guys from school. "Your accent is nice." I. In my dreams, I was climbing stone stairs. Drums boomed out the cadence as I marched out of a torch lit staircase. The crowd roared in anticipation as I stepped onto a broad, paved courtyard. My guards forced a corridor through the cheering throngs of people.Details became clearer. The people were short and wiry, dark skinned with straight black hair. I continued across the open space toward a giant, stepped pyramid. Marching stiffly up the stairs the smell of incense grew stronger, almost.