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" Her voice, hesitant and whispery, echoes throughout the entrance. "My pardon, Miss. Are you here with an escort?" There is paternal concern in his tone as he glances at the two men in the hall. "No. Well, I mean, yes of course. I'm to meet him here." She falters at the open disapproval in his eyes, then startles violently at the warm touch of a mans hand on her shoulder. "It is fine, Jacques. We will introduce her around." The low, resonant voice belongs one of the two men, the rolling r's of his speech, the cadence, magnificently French. Glancing behind her, she takes in the aesthetic features framed by dark hair, high, prominent cheekbones, cold blue eyes, thin, sensual lips, the lithe, tense body. "Whom are you here to meet, Miss?" Jacques questions, ignoring the darkly handsome gentleman. " Ruan...Ruan Morgan. Although I don t suppose you know him, or where I might find him?" The name brings the other man over, his eyes flashing recognition in their pale depths. "A friend of. Sara wrapped her arms around my neck lifting herself onto my lap. With one hand she removed my cock and mounted me as she slide down my shaft. Sara pressed her lips to mine, not breaking the kiss until my entire cock was buried deep inside of her, her cute little ass touching the top of my balls. ‘I am your bitch, your kitten, your pet. I belong to you. You have shown me that I am not worthy to be a human being.’ I grabbed her by the hips and started to lift her up and down on my cock. Sara didn’t weigh very much at all. I lifted her and pulled her back down, essentially using her as a fuck toy more then thrusting my hips to meet her thrust. I could feel myself building and knew I was about ready to shoot my load. She seemed to notice and tried to scurry off my lap, but I pulled her back down as I thrust into her twice more, shooting my load deep into her cunt. I could feel my juices running down my balls, mixed with her sweet nectar. I looked into Sara’s eyes and see fear. ‘What if.
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