After a moment he disrupted her reverie, “You have the most beautiful emerald eyes, did you know that?” She blinked, “A-ah, sorry, was I staring?” He laughed a little and leaned forward, placing his hand on her arm, “It’s okay, so long as you like what you’re staring at.” She bit her lip and nodded. He smiled and drank in her expression, reading her desires, “So uh, so would you like to… Your place?” “Oh god yes…” she said without hesitation, her breath coming a little fast for a moment as she laughed a little, which he joined in on, fortunately not taken aback by her obvious keenness. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten laid, let alone by someone so striking and the suddenness of it all only heightened her desire in the here and now. He glanced around and smirked, putting his hands on the top of table and slowly started to push himself up, “Well, what’re we waiting-” “Ah,” she took a hold of his wrist and looked suddenly very sheepish. “Not getting all shy on me are you?” he asked, smirking as he slowly lowered himself back down. “N-no, well, yes, well…” She felt embarrassed and looked down into her glass, feeling suddenly stupid, subtly slinking her foot back into her heel under the table. “Hey, Faith, what’s wrong, do you feel okay?” He asked, a little concern bleeding into his voice as she released his wrist, his hand finding hers, squeezing it, “You can speak to me, you know.” She looked up at him, so perfect. “I um, look, I’m not, you know, like those girls…” She said, tilting her head briefly towards the dance floor. He squeezed her hand again, “Look, if you don’t want me to come back to yours we can-” “No! No I do, I do, It’s just, how do it say it?” He smiled and met her gaze, “Quickly? So we can hurry up and get to yours?” She blushed, “I have… Well, I have a…” “A?...” “Dick?” She asked, even though it wasn’t a question. To his credit, and her surprise, he didn’t immediately walk away, though he did hesitate for a moment, “Oh. No shit?” “Yeah…” “Mm.” He was quiet for another long moment, then shrugged emphatically, grinning as he stood again, a little more insistent, “Who cares, come on.” “W-wait!” She stammered, releasing his hand and he looked about to give her a ‘what this time’, but fell silent as she picked up her glass of wine, drained it and scooped her handbag, “A-alright, let's go.” He grinned and held her hand as they made from the club, waiting only a moment before handing her his phone so she could put her address in, eager to place the order for the Uber. The wait and ride was mercifully short and they’d had real difficulties keeping their hands off of one another for the journey. She’d put a hand on his arm just to keep steady and had found herself holding his bicep. He’d noticed, glanced at her and while smirking, flexed his arm, displaying his strength. She’d melted into him in an instant and they’d started making out, facing each other, her hand on his waist and her other on his back, his on her side, the other resting on the back of the car seat, just by her breast. As they’d drawn close she’d taken his free hand in her own, pulling it to her chest, his Hardcore fingers splaying and sinking into the soft warmth of her breast through the fabric of her dress and bra. The Uber driver had to, awkwardly, shout back at them twice as he pulled up at her place before they eventually untangled themselves from each others embrace, Michael muttering a low apology to the Uber driver even as he wore a grin and a well-defined lipstick mark on his cheek as he tried to salvage his rating with the driver, both of them climbing from the car. “T-this way,” she said, looking towards one of the apartment buildings, fishing in her handbag for her keys which she produced, letting them both in. Their footsteps clicked on the tiled stairs as they ascended, opting out of using the lift as she only lived on the second floor. Even so, and likely because of Michael, Faith found herself feeling a little breathless as she fumbled at her door with the keys, feeling his hands slip around indian her waist, giving her a soft squeeze as he leaned in, her ponytail giving him easy access to kiss at her neck. She found the correct key, pushed it into the lock and twisted, but she found Babes herself hesitating for a moment, her head tilted back against his shoulder as she gasped gently, her lips parted as he bit gently at her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He leaned forward and she felt him against her back, urging her forward. Biting her lip she opened the door and let it swing inwards, where she stepped quickly followed by Michael who didn’t for an instant take her hands off her waist as she turned around to face him. I sucked in breaths as I struggled to understand. "Of course, I planned it, Deb. They're going to be so beautiful pregnant. I was starting to get a little worried but didn’t dare fidget, I didn’t know if he could hurt me with where his hands were. It has no name, just a hostel with a red ‘D’ above the door," he explained. I got out of the car and we were in front of a house, and Denise motioned for me to follow her up to the house.I followed her and she led me into a gorgeous house, it was a very large house, with beautiful furniture and decorations. They kissed continually as he motioned in and out of her. Okeke backed away to make sure Ted wasn't going to jump him. After Brisbane we nudged the boundaries of pleasure a little further Hardcore each time, moving from the tender to the erotic and eventually hedonistic in the extreme. My cousin is a lucky guy." I made Sarah abstain from sex for 3 days to heighten her experience before his visit and I sprayed her with suntan the day before with a g-string on, so that when naked she would have a thin white area as contrast. She had just had it done by her hairdresser. “Okay then, big boy.” Nicole continued. You can't even say “COCK” can you?" She ran her hands up and down her body, then rubbed his cum into her breasts. Maybe I made all of them work hard at being in the play beds in my bedroom. "I don't understand. “After that it was like she had turned on a switch, we would have some wine then mom would start more stories Babes of when and how you made love. “My real name is Brian Miller,” he indian told her, looking away, then back. I like pulled my mouth off his cock and I was like laughing cuz I never expected it to happen and the weirdest thing was I looked to the side and my brother is there with his cock outside his pants and he's jackin off too! The guards will get a kick from seeing me weep, and I don’t want the other women to know I can be broken. He uses his thumb and index finger to hold the head of his cock as he guides it into her pussy. It was a small meeting room, with one other door, which had a badge access on the inside of the room. I had some neighbours. I didn’t see shit.” I try to convince myself. Her ears dropped at the prospect. His face was stuck inside the circle of cushioning, just as trapped as the rest of his body.