She stood up and grabbed Steph's hand, pulling her to the dance floor. Gloria slid out from the booth and stood up. She looked at us as if she could...n't decide… "Okay, so who is going to escort me to the dance floor?" Amy looked at me with a smile."Do you mind? I suddenly have all this energy and just want to get moving." I smiled at her, leaned back and propped my arms across the back of the booth."Go for it! I will guard the castle while you rescue the princess!"With a quickness, Gloria. In a soft voice, he said, “You’re the guy in the photograph, aren’t you?”“The official story is that I wasn’t there,” Mike answered with a frown. He detested that photograph.The cop said, “Put away your ID. I don’t want to know who you are.”“Thanks,” Mike said putting away his wallet.The cop looked away for a second and then looked back at Mike. In a voice tight with emotion, he said, “I feel guilty about having been given credit for killing that terrorist. I tried to deny it, but nobody. In and out his cock went, getting faster with each thrust. Thinking quickly I looked him in the eyes and stated. " I want to finish you in my mouth big boy"Without skipping a beat he said "Girl, your one fantastic American chick" he smiled and fucked me that much harder. I was hoping he knew what I ment. His black balls slapping on my ass and his hands still squeezing my tits. The sound of the girls behind the window now screaming with sounds of orgasms was putting me closer and closer to a. ”“You are my ... Master...”“And you are my slave.”“I am your slave...”The gorgeous blonde knelt at my feet, her sweater a crumpled heap on the floor and her skirt hiked up around her hips. Her pale, lacy panties were pushed aside by the hand that slid slowly in and out of her drenched entrance, her lips parted and wrapped around my cock.I leaned back against the desk, looking down at my conquest. My body was hot and coiled. I could feel the surging arousal winding through my core, tight and.