She is co-owner of D magazine, and she is at the party to try to meet me. I move my lips down over her neck, gently biting at the flesh as I worked my way down her body. She got out to return to my room to change and leave. Not through thoughts of protest, but thoughts of how she’d never been so hot before, that she wanted this, and couldn’t admit it, couldn’t say it to me, couldn’t ask for it, and denying this, hiding it, concealing it even to herself made her even hotter. The scent of her wet little cunt is in me now. ” No, John” she breathed out. She didn’t know yet that my huge cock is straining in my trunks, that the hardness she feels bump between her legs is the underside of my hard cock, that the big swollen head of my cock is pointing up and straining inside my trunks just above her ass.
