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I didn’t even realize but we still had a hold of each other’s hands.I leant over to him and placed my lips just shy of his ear. “Fuck this. I need you, lets go to your room?”“Yes,” he said firmly, “I can’t wait any longer.”We grabbed our drinks and made our way to the elevator. I walked ahead, sashaying my way trying to tease him more and it worked because as we got out of other’s eyesight he spanked me.I yelped, nearly spilling my drink all over the floor. “Steady!”“Don’t be a tease then bitch,” he barked. I smiled and winked at him as the elevator pinged and the doors opened. It was empty.He grabbed my hand and led me inside. “Down your drink.” I did so, looking him dead in the eye as I let the cool, strong cocktail mix slide down my throat. As soon as I finished he grabbed the glass out my hand and placed it on the floor.The room was full with passionate tension. We wanted to rip each other’s clothes off and just fuck for days but also take our time, reconnect with each other and. ” Dasha walked to the dressing room and took of her skates. She put on a pair of leggings over her leotard, which was dark pink with sequins, and a black sweater over that. She slipped her feet into her Ugg boots and tied her skates together, slinging them over her shoulder. Before she left the dressing room, she decided to weigh herself on the scale. Dasha was sixteen years old, 5’4” with medium length wavy blonde hair. She had tan skin and bright blue eyes. A Russian beauty. She set down her gear and stepped up onto the scale. 105lbs. Not bad, but she’d love to drop those last 5 pounds to be the skinniest girl in her level at the rink. She heard footsteps behind her. Assuming it was Viktor, she said “I’m almost ready babe!” But then suddenly a hand was covering her mouth and an arm was around her waist, lifting her off the ground. Her skates clattered to the floor as her attacker threw her over his shoulder. “I’ve got a knife,” the man hissed through his ski mask, “Scream and I’ll.
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By now of course I was stiff as a rock, M asked me to get it out and though it was a little bit of a struggle I managed to slip my cock out of the top of my shorts so that she could see most of it. I remember her putting her fingers in her pussy, making them shine with her juice before using the same sticky fingers to squeeze the helmet of my cock and take from it a bead of pre cum, then she put the fingers up and put them in front of my mouth, I opened it and she put three fingers’ into my mouth so that I could taste our juices mixed together on her fingers. She took them from my mouth before sucking them herself before putting her hand back down between her legs to carry on gently circling her clit.Now that was very exciting as it stands, but that’s just the start. What I didn’t know, and at first I assumed M didn’t know was that we were being watched. The traffic we were in was all travelling at roughly the same very slow, almost walking speed. We were in the fast lane next to the.

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