Angel started panting, issuing expletives as an encouragement to him, and also as a reminder that she was going to climax for a second time. The pleas...re from his short, sharp intrusions seemed to cool her bottom down. She started to push it back towards his advancing cock in a futile attempt to get his cock deeper inside her.The fucking continued for a good few minutes. Angel panted on every penetration of his cock. The gathering of her hair and the sudden pulling of it towards him, left her. “Hello? Hi, this is Maurice Gisal, Lauren’s father. We have a problem that I think you might be able to help us with. Can you tell me about the pictures you saw of her at AnneMarie’s hen night?” He sat, clutching his stomach with his free hand. “How many?” Uh huh. Do you know who took them? Oh right, just a minute while I get a pen.” He waved madly in the air at Daniele. She retrieved a pen and pad of paper from the top of his bookcase in the dining room.“OK, go on. 6, Rue les Hallets, yes, I. Michael Angelo. That was his name. The moment I saw him, I felt different than I did when other handsome men caught my attention. I wanted to be close to him, be his friend, and, if fate allowed, be his. Here I was, caught off guard, pouring my heart out even before I even spoke a single word to him. Finally, I caught myself and choked those raging feelings, telling myself that he wouldn’t even notice me anyway and that he was most likely straight. But little did I know that what I felt was. I could feel the blood pulsing in my veins and it felt like it might explode. Right as I felt like I couldn't take any more, the humming and suction stopped. There was no release, so I just felt the pulsing in my penis and it felt engorged further than it had ever been. Michele leaned down and whispered in my ear. "I may be more into girls, but I love the feel of a hard cock between my legs. First I am going to use the one up here and then the one down there." With that, I felt someone.
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