Kelly sipped her drink. Ohhh. Porn sex OHHH! My hands gently kneaded her breasts as I continued flicking kisses softtly over her stomach. She could feel my big hard cock push between her cheeks of her ass, resting on her anus. Her eyes opened wide. I pulled my cock out to the head and than began the painful journey back up her ass. Kelly waited in my very luxurious penthouse, sweet-smelling penthouse of a certain wealthy gentleman, whom she knew to be in his fifties. As I spoke and caressed her inner thighs, Kelly was becoming more dreamy and light-headed, easier to handle, more eager to please. I briefly stopped kissing and caressing, explaining why she should accept my job offer of hosting the new show. I had my left arm under Kelly’s shoulders, holding her close as my right hand softly stroked her hair. I pressed hard on the front of her silken body; I knew it would be only seconds before I felt some sort of response from her pussy. I pulled my cock out to the head and than began the painful journey back up her ass. I drew her down into the large soft-square divan that stood in the corner of the room.
