” She replied, “Like I could do anything else. It’s like I just finished two sets of tennis. But way better.” I got a bottle of water from abo...ve the mini-bar. I could smell the sex in the room and wondered what the maid would think. My hard cock waved at her when I walked back to the bed. We passed the water back and forth. I rubbed her stomach. “Maybe we should get some breakfast,” I suggested. “Or lunch. I’m not sure how late it is.” “The weather sucks.” It was, in fact, raining harder. But,. He always had the ability to make her smile, to see herself in a different light. Her jealousy had been a sticking point early on in their relationship, and it still reared its ugly head now and then.He took her glass and handed it to a passing waiter, guiding her to the dance floor. It was crowded but the lights were low and their bodies seemed to meld together. Her head was on his shoulder, the smell of his aftershave was familiar and intoxicating. His fingers trailed down her bare back and. “uuuumm” Jennifer whimpered as Mark sank his cock into her anus, pounding like a madman, “Fuck sake, take it easy, please give me a break.”“Paolo you ready?” Mark asked as he slid out her ass and headed round to her mouth. He entered her mouth and started slowly sliding his cock into her throat. Paolo moved into place behind her, covered his cock in Vaseline and slid all of his 12-inch shaft, balls deep into her. “Aaaargh” Jennifer screamed around the cock in her throat. Mark and Paolo worked. If Mrs. Parsons should join us for dinner, I'd expect you to keep mum about my part in any of this. If you are wondering why I'm using my valuable time to help you with this, it is because of Bertie. Your being here with us has helped her. She seems more focused and energetic now, and she is getting out and about more often. As long as she continues showing signs of getting stronger, I will continue to view you in this more favorable light. Do you understand?" Yes, sir. Thank you for your.