My roommate was at work when she arrived at my door wearing those clinging black styled pants that have been so popular lately and a white tank top. ...My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. I couldn’t help but take a hurried glance across her delicious tits and beautiful body. “What’s up,” she said, “Ready to study?” She was all innocence and American trendiness wrapped together. “Sure,” I said, “But I just got these really great buds and I was thinking maybe we could have a smoke first to. She became very close to me day by day we shared our number also we was chatting late nights and once while chatting i asked her about her family she was silent she dint replay me i asked her what happen why no replay she told to call me i called her and again asked what happened she was crying and told me that she don’t have her parents i am with my husband but he doesn’t care for me he concentrate only on the work and at night he will come home drinking alcohol and goes to sleep so i told. It’s funny how that works, but it seems the more meat I get, the more meat I want. So when Milt called me recently and asked if I would help him out for the weekend and serve as hostess at his 4-star Hospitality Suite I jumped at the chance. Milt knows how much I love a good hotel fuck-fest. This weekend my job was to entertain the guys he was trying to woo away from competing firms and come to work for him. Besides offering drinks and snacks I was to offer myself to them, suck their cocks and. He didn't see it coming so it worked. She looked over at him with his mouth wide open and openly laughed at him. "oh yeah?" he asked her, then gave her the most predatory gaze she could imagine. A surge of excitement tightened her muscles and readied her for action. She pounced on him as he tried to stand up, laughing as he flipped her over on her back, padding her fall. She wriggled around, trying to get loose, but his grip was way too tight. It felt like he would never let her go. She.