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“oh my god.” I smiled and jamie laughed pushing me onto my back. “god that feels so good.” I smiled and jamie started to thrust in and out of me. “god.” I moaned and felt the orgasm build in me. “jamie.” I breathed reaching up and massaging her tits. “oh god.” I moaned and jamie leaned down and kissed me. “yes.” I moaned and jamie bit down on my lip and I sighed. “yes, yes, yes.” I breathed and she slammed harder into me with each thrust. jamie reached down and started to massage my clit. “oh yeah.” I moaned and jamie just smiled. “oh my god.” I scared and came hard feeling her fuck me harder. “one more.” jamie laughed and slammed into me harder and harder. Feeling the cock slam into me mixed with the feeling of jamies skin on mine. “slow down.” I breathed pulling her down into my arms. holding her against me as she started slower thrusts. I replaced her fingers with mine. Working my own clit in fast circles. I was so wet and jamie fucking me with the. ” She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him quickly on the cheek, “Thank you again, Alfredo. Goodbye.” Smiling, Ellen exited the bathroom and walked down the hallway, she shuddered as she plucked her pashmina from its hook, remembering Bob’s outburst. She hoped that he really had gone, that he wasn’t hanging around outside and relief washed through her when she realised that she had never given him her address. As she walked through the restaurant towards the exit, a few of the staff waved or nodded, someone called out a ‘thank you’, wished her a safe trip and invited her to come back soon. She turned and nodded her own acknowledgment and saw Alfredo. He gave her a rueful smile, waved and blew her a kiss. She inhaled deeply as she stepped outside onto the street, saw a cab with its illuminated ‘for hire’ light and began to walk towards it. Images of Bob’s face, contorted with anger flashed through her mind until they were replaced by Alfredo’s concerned handsome features. “Twenty.
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