Her pussy clutching Oscar let go fireworks neither of them had ever imagined before. “And you’re mine for at least the next one hundred years. Lacking that skill she had no other choice than to follow the one instruction he had given her should she ever be faced with this situation. Unlike her pussy, though tight, nothing compared to the sensation of his cock being firmly sheathed within the confines of the hottest ass he was ever going to know. Win or lose, the fraternity had reserved a fancy Chinese restaurant to continue their weekend long hedonistic celebration where, as she was becoming accustomed in life, Beverly reigned over center stage with all the guys, with dates or not, eating out of her hand. “Knows about us.”
“Listen, you guys just get out of here now,” Beverly now attempted to negotiate her way out whatever ill they intended.
