His hands were tightly fisted in my hair, and moving myhead back and forth in time with his thrusting. Fast thrusting, fast and hard,my nose and lips ...hitting his pubic bush and bone repeatedly with jarring strengthwhich was sure to leave them, at best, bruised. And the hi-speed bobbing wasmaking me dizzy, although that might have been also due to the lack of air. I hadn't noticed the pain that much before, too involved in trying to getsome air into my lungs, but he fucked my throat for so long. I got a cell phone call Saturday morning. I didn't even know Rex had my number. Well, in a way, he 'had my number'. He wanted to see me again. I could tell he was smitten. He thanked me for such a wonderful evening. He wanted to know if the green MG convertible story was true. If so, he wanted to see it. I was to pick him up at the hotel at 11 A.M. "Just tell Karl what you are going to do. Tell him to check out the car. Make sure you find something that needs done to it first, even if the car. Of course, he repliedHang onto it as I’ll probably need it againMichael returned to his ringside seatWith the girls in position I slipped the cock end into Emma’s arseI slowly started to fuck my girl whilst she feasted on Annie’s moist cuntSlowly I built up my momentum, faster and fasterOut of the corner of my eye I noticed Michael had unbuttoned his jeans and was slowly wanking his cockDon’t cum on my nice leather armchair Michael get your clothes off and get over hereNo sooner said then he. With the outside of my foot I reciprocated his movements, observing a slight smile appearing on his very kissable lips.“So you’re into property?” enquired Jeremy, cutting across the sexual tension which was beginning to emerge under the table.“Yeah, I’ve got about a hundred properties across London,” replied Steve, “but I’m looking to get into the Manchester market.”“Really?” Jeremy replied, now animated at this information, “My law firm deals in conveyancing. I am a bit of a property expert.