For a while, we just lay there. I could feel his size shrinking, still in me. Finally, he slipped out with the sperm, and Rob, for the first time in all this time, hoarsely muttered:

- The head is bursting, I will not. Lulu, go find some steward, let me get aspirin.

It probably needs to be understood in such a way that he no longer needs my services? I glanced at the man beside me. Rob was lying with his eyes closed. Shrugging, I got out of bed and headed for the shower. I wonder if he spied when I caressed myself, sitting down at the same time on his dick? ...

- Well, where did you wear it? - asked Bisbee peevishly, when I easily found his cabin.

He was already preparing for the next working day, finishing to shave near his large mirror when I slipped through the door.

- I was with Rob. You did not say how much I passed to him.

Bisbee chuckled and turned my head to my side, looking me up and down.

“Well, your happiness,” Bisbee wiped off the remnants of foam with a towel and turned around, “and I thought you were running your own business.”

Bisbee came closer and, suddenly grabbing me, turned me to face the bed and bent. I had to put my hands on the bed in order not to fall.

“Can I borrow my own nymph?” - I heard his voice, in which mockery was clearly slipping. There was nowhere to go. Therefore, I patiently waited, spreading my legs slightly, bending over my back and sticking out my ass.

Bisbee pulled up my skirt, and what is it? Judging by my feelings, I immediately found myself with a bare ass and shamelessly bare pussy in front of immodest looks. Well, of course, I forgot Rob's panties!

The clothes rustled, and soon I felt, as on my buttocks, in the hollow between them, on the anus they drive a member. It did not cause me any special emotions, once again I had only one desire: as soon as possible, he would have fucked me and unhooked for a while. When the head, already swollen and hard, began to carry out circular movements around my hole, rub against sponges and the clitoris, something like bliss seized me. Still not experiencing the need for sex, I received pleasure from these light touches. My ass involuntarily began to spin, exposing the most sensitive folds under the caressing member. However, Bisbee understood my movements in his own way. Stopping the sweet torture, he grabbed my hips and sharply drove the piston into my long-suffering vagina. Immediately I caught my breath, and suddenly a lump formed in my throat, which could not swallow. I have never had so not prepared! And Bisbee, after scoring a dick in my dry pussy, breathed hoarsely and began to process it. At first I was just sick. In addition, my dry petals were wrapped inside each time Bisbee sent a dick forward. It was very painful, so I put my hand under my stomach and pressed the petals with the index and middle fingers.

Immediately, Bisbee yelped enthusiastically and, with even more frenzy, began to chill me. Fortunately, either the lubrication of his excited penis, or the juices of my poor vagina, which is defending himself in this way, helped, and soon he slipped in me almost painlessly and even a little pleasantly. In general, for some time I took a liking to a hot object walking in me, only sometimes wincing at particularly strong and deep blows. However, it was time to finish, the muscles were tired, and the legs trembled treacherously, and the left calf even began to contract. Therefore, I bent and, leaving the petals to the mercy of fate, squeezed a solid trunk in the ring of fingers. At the same time I strained the muscles of the vagina, so that the member, which was tormenting him, was tightly covered. And Bisbee could not stand such a sophisticated caress.He growled, and at the beginning I felt like they were leaving me, and then slaps on the back and buttocks — rain of semen.

After standing a little bit, leaning on my thigh with his hand, Bisbee calmed down his breathing for a bit and, with a resounding slap, squeezing his ass with his palm, said:

- You can rest for now.

Exhausted, I collapsed forward and, in my opinion, turned off before Bisbee closed the door behind him.

Bisbee woke me up in a couple of hours. My state of health was quite tolerable; nevertheless, I managed to sleep with Rob, we did not like each other all night long, as it happened with Henri. Under the impatient grunts of Bisbee, I took a shower, and then put on make-up, not paying attention to his expressive gestures.

When I turned away from the mirror, Bisbee breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his watch for the hundredth time. Shrugging, I threw up my head and left the cabin. Fortunately, my blouse and skirt were not made of creasing fabric, so if it were not for the absence of some parts of the toilet, I would feel absolutely confident. However, the skirt was not so short and transparent, so that all who were staring at me could notice the lack of panties, but the upper half ... I sighed and, glittering almost naked breasts, followed the hurried Bisbee.

The cabin was huge, and the analogy with presidential hotel rooms was itself suggested. And she was not a studio. I glanced through the slightly open doors, where an immense bed could be seen. Well, well, have to lie in this bed.

I looked at the man present. When I appeared, he studied the papers, and on his desk in front of him lay an open laptop. The man made the same impression of solidity, as well as all around. Expensive costume, sparkling shoes, elegant glasses, on top of which he studied me - all spoke of wealth and business style. And in addition to this, a courageous face with a stubborn chin and noble gray hair at the temples.

“You are five minutes late, miss.”

It was not a reproach, but a statement of fact. I shrugged, not knowing what to say. Moreover, surprisingly, the man did not put aside the papers that were in his hand. He just nodded to me and, turning a little on the chair, ordered:

- Proceed, miss. - And stared at the paper again.

For a couple of seconds I stood a pillar, numb. Then it still dawned on me what this fat cat wants from me. I walked over to him and, dropping to my knees beside varnished shoes, unzipped my pants. Taking out a flaccid penis, I pulled off the skin, exposing the head, and took it to the lips. I had to work hard to get an erection. And no wonder: while my mouth and hand were pleasing the member, his master did not stop rustling papers and sometimes clicking the keys of the computer!

Finally, my lips felt hard hardness, and I raised a questioning look on the man’s face. He, feeling that I was looking at him, looked down. Looks like he just wanted to make sure everything was in order there, between his legs, and go about his business again. However, at this time I, having strongly squeezed a member in the cam at the base, slowly ran my tongue along the entire length of the trunk, looking simultaneously with the most innocent facial expression in the eyes of a man. Apparently, this interested him, and he leaned forward and pulled my skirt around my waist, exposing my bottom. After a few seconds, having admired the work of his own hands, and also watching my lips and tongue serving his member, he met my devotional look, with which I did all this, and threw:

- Go on, miss.

Ah well? And I took it seriously. Lips and tongue, without being afraid to use my teeth sometimes, I tortured a tense cock. Having laid testicles, I smacked them with one hand, and the second, compressed so that the fingers turned white, was worn along the entire length of the trunk. I will show him what inattention is to my person!

But it was all useless, and I also missed the moment when they stopped rustling papers. Therefore, when the head, which was deep in my throat, suddenly began to spew streams of sperm, I choked and could not swallow it all at once. Tartful ... Read more →