Jim pushed inside of Missy slowly, wanting to enjoy all of her tightness and pleasure. It felt as if this girl was a virgin. Considering that she had called the cops cause of his behavior earlier, it didn't surprise him too much. Women were some times most envious of what they felt they could not have. Redheaded Rhonda continue to writhe on the floor, lost in the ministrations of blond Harmony. Brunette Hannah was kneeling at his feet, stroking his inner thigh begging for a taste of him as well. Jim smiled evilily at his new conquest, the dark haired business woman. "Don't worry, Missy. I'll take care of everything. " He said as he turned up her bimbo level more.
The number "69" appeared above her head and started to rise. At "75", Missy's blouse opened some more to show her spectacular cleavage. When it reached "81" Her black hair lengthened and fell down to her back like a waterfall. Her objections stopped at this point. In Truth, she was softly begging to be used. Jim took this time to start to slowly thrust into her, bringing a long sensual moan from Missy. "Now what should you be doing, Missy??" He teased the dark haired bimbo.
Missy groaned and leaned in to kiss him. "You.... I need to be doing you.... " She purred as she rubbed agianst him. Hannah gave up on her Master and went over to Harmony with cleaning Rhonda.
Jim grinned and pinned the raven haired woman against the wall as he started to drill her. He wanted nothing more than to take this woman with her antiquated ideals and make her into something more appealing to the red blooded American male. Missy was slightly less enthusiastic as his other girls as he continued to take her. She must have really been repressed or the most anal girl he had ever met before in life. Jim spead up and opened her blouse more to stroke her firm melons.
Jim then....
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