Samantha had wanted him to come with her, but had suggested it was best not to introduce him to her boss at the station.They had taken an hour, earlie...r in the day, to move most of Samantha’s things back to the Marriott. It was window dressing to make things look appropriate and now, looking at the two of them, he agreed that it had been a good decision. Rachel and Monique would clash like fire and water he was sure and he was also sure that Monique would come out on top. Rachel struck him as. ‘Now what I’m going to do is use this vibrator to get my pussy nice and ready for you again,’ And picked up a small purple one that had been the same colour of her lingerie; then switched it on. It made the most comforting soft humming sound. I want you to lie down on your side, and rest your head on my ankle just here,’ and slid on to the bed beside me, placing one foot under one ear and then the other foot on top of the other. ‘I want you to picture and try to feel how good this is going to. Angela took me under her wing as though I was an employee. She was a sort of house-mother to the other girls, and even played DJ once in a while. Tall, slim, a little older than the rest of the dancers, she would listen to my drunken tales of woe like no other woman I'd been with. She wouldn't touch my JWB, so I'd bring her a pint of vodka every night, just for putting up with me. Why she sat and drank with me for hours, night after night, I'll never know. Of course, it couldn't last. Patrice stands up and looks down at Peter, moving onto his bed, straddling him as he lays flat on his back. She slide down his body, not even needing to touch his cock as she pushes down and it slides easily into her sexy wet pussy. She moans as it slides in, filling her wet hole. Patrice leans down and kisses Peter passionately, pushing her tongue into his mouth, tasting him. She starts riding him, pushing deeper onto him, feeling it filling her pussy, making her even wetter. Peter grabs.