I shoot the beautiful blonde a wry smile.
“I don’t know, and I don’t want to know, sweetheart.To be honest, I think all of those resorts are filled with old, wrinkly people who love living wild and free.But the wrinkly butts get to me.There’s no need to parade that around, and I definitely don’t need to see it.”
“Oh my gosh,” Angela giggles mirthfully.“You’re so bad, Dominic!Wrinkly butts.How hysterical!”
She giggles again, and I use a swell in the music to direct us seamlessly towards one of the massive entryways leading to a hallway.Then, I sweep Angela into the darkened hallway and lead her about thirty feet into the bowels of the building.I’m not sure she notices because she’s still giggling about the Grubers and their chosen lifestyle.
“Imagine,” she says in a mirthful tone.“Saggy—”
That’s when I cut her off.I pull her curvy form close to my big one, and my lips swoop down in a dominating kiss.Angie is startled at first, her small palms flat against my hard chest but then she melts in my arms, kissing me back.
“You taste so good, sweetheart,” I rasp.“I’ve been wanting to do this all night.”
She doesn’t have a chance to answer because I’m ravaging her mouth now.That plush pout has parted, and I sweep my tongue inside, sampling her femininity as she gasps with surprise.
“Oh!”she cries.“Dominic!”
“Yes, sweetheart,” I moan throatily as I pull the top of her dress down.Her big breasts bobble free, the orbs like scoops of vanilla ice cream, and I can’t resist.I bend my head and take a hard pink tip into my mouth, suckling hard on her sensitized flesh.
“Ohhhh!”Angie cries out, her small hands threading through my hair as I nurse at her tits.“Oh my god, someone’s going to see us!”
“No, they won’t,” I rasp before licking at the hard pink strawberry of her nipple, and then suckling at it once again.“We’re hidden away, and besides everyone is inside enjoying the party.It’s fine, baby.We’re fine.”
By now, Angie’s melted in my arms as I lick hungrily at her nipple again.She’s panting and moaning as my hands pull the skirt of her dress upwards.Fortunately, there’s a slit in the fabric that goes almost all the way up to her hip, so it’s not difficult to access her lush creaminess.My hands skim up the smooth flesh of her thighs before touching the wet folds of her cunt, and that’s when I let out a low chuckle.
“No panties, sweetheart?How the hell did that happen?You’re a naughty girl aren’t you?”
Angie lets out another cry as my fingers trail over her clit, giving it a quick pinch before rubbing against the underside of that sensitive bud.
“It was Daria’s idea,” she pants.“I tried on some matching lingerie, but there was a panty-line no matter what I wore.So Daria said to skip the g-string, although I didn’t anticipate this to be happening!”
“So it was my personal shopper’s idea, hmm?”I growl while gently tapping her sticky clit with one finger.“I’ll have to give her a big bonus then because this is pure genius.”
Then, I ease a finger into Angela’s sweetness.She’s drenched, and her fuck hole’s tiny.In fact, it’s difficult to work even a finger inside because she’s so tight, and my work will be cut out for me.
“Relax,” I murmur into the delicate shell of her ear before catching her mouth in another deep kiss.“Let yourself feel, sweetheart.Here, hitch one of your knees around my waist.That’s it,” I coax.“Open, sweetheart.I’ve got you.”
Angie cries out against my mouth, her slim arms wrapping around my neck.
“Dom,” she pants breathily.“Oh, that feels good!”
I slip another finger into her channel, trying to loosen her up before the big kahuna comes.But she’s tiny and resistant, so I kiss her again, brushing my lips against her sensitive ones.
“You’re doing great,” I moan.“You feel so good in my arms, baby girl.”
She relaxes a bit at the praise, and with an approving growl, I begin to scissor my fingers in her cunt, stretching her pussy walls in the process.
“Oh!”Angie cries, her head dropping back as those big breasts bobble.“Oh my god!”
I continue to scissor my fingers while catching a turgid nipple in my mouth, as she cries out with delight again.Her pussy gushes on my hand, and I switch to circling my fingers to the left, and then to the right in a clockwise motion.
“That’s it,” I rasp against her delicate skin.“You’re real wet, baby girl, but you need to be stretched more otherwise this is going to be fucking painful.Relax,” I hum.“It’ll feel good.”
But my arousal can’t be denied forever.My cock’s already a fucking missile, and practically bursting from fly of my dress pants.With fumbling fingers, I pull out of Angela’s snatch before releasing the monster and then point it at her little hole.
“You’re going to be fine,” I croon.“You’re so soft, sweet, and—”
But the feel of Angela’s tight tunnel squeezing my cock is my undoing.I ease my way inside, moaning as her sopping cunt rubs against my cock like a wet, velvety glove.
