No Panties at Dinner — Fucked Like a Slut on the Kitchen Bar

The night after our romantic. In the elevator, slightly tipsy and playful, he whispered how sexy I looked in that black dress. His hands slid over my waist.<br>In the suite, I poured us a drink and sat on the high stool. I shifted slightly, and he saw — I wasn’t wearing anything under the dress.<br> — You’ve been without panties all evening?<br> — That’s right, — I replied with a smirk.<br>He stood up, lifted me, bent me over the table. Pulled up the dress. His hands slid over me… and then he entered — hard, greedy.Deep.Wet.Rough.<br>Later, I got down on my knees and passionately took his hard cock into my mouth. He took off my dress, sat me on the table — and fucked me wildly and hungrily.I moaned and writhed.<br>When he was close, he pulled out his throbbing cock, put me on my knees — and came all over my face

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