Until today, when he came and see Hermosa being verbally abused.He knew since these occasions that the more you try to explain, the more you try to get angry, the more it doesn't help at all.It was better to pretend to confuse these people with your own silly looking sincerity and get her out of the way quickly.The crowd of onlookers were really shocked by the move.Maggie could actually see that Hermosa and Brent did love each other, but she really didn't expect this to start off as an unrequited love affair for the bossy man.With champagne in hand, she had goose bumps all over her body."I have to say, Hermosa, I'm afraid this big boss who likes you is a fool. It looks like he's really been unrequitedly in love with you for a long time? He must have spent a lot of money on you."Maggie suddenly came up to Hermosa's side, a pair of ample breasts nearly knocking the blushing Hermosa's body away.She looked at her Brent's serious look and couldn't help but smile but deliberately
Hermosa wanted to make a joke to get past the subject.But to her surprise Brent did take a roll of money from his wallet and stuffed a few bills into her bodice with two fingers.Her round breasts held the cashes securely and erotically.The girls in the surrounding booth tables were surreptitiously ogling the two of them.When the group saw Brent affectionately slip a large roll of money into Hermosa's chest, they all stared in amazement.Maggie, in particular, had seen Hermosa's reluctance to be touched by other clients ,she just thought she had some kind of psychological problem, or was sexually frigid or something.She had never seen Hermosa interested in men either.For a moment she thought she might be a single gay mother.Until she'd just caught a glimpse of the kind of vibe they were flirting with, she'd been stunned by Hermosa's superior seduction skills.So that's what "desire deep but hiding" meant."That's a lot of money for the guy to spend on her.""It does look like he
As Hermosa danced, she subconsciously looking towards Brent, who was sitting in the booth nearby, his expression unreadable.He didn't move and his eyes never left her body. He knew full well that this was deliberate, that she was seducing him. But his desire to win and conquer was growing stronger. Hermosa's movements were light and her legs always drew his attention, intentionally or not. Her leather skirt was a little short and he could always catch a slight glimpse of the flesh of her buttocks between her thighs as she danced. If the scene hadn't been full of women except for him, he might not resisted the urge to rush forward and wrap her in his suit until no one could see her. His pupils constricted in a momentary trance and he took a few sips of champagne, slightly intoxicated. He was suddenly enjoying himself a little as a john and Hermosa was his very own dancing girl. He found Maggie, who was drinking off to the side, and asked her for the number of someone. Therefor
Hermosa held on tightly to the pole and just as she wrapped her legs around it she felt an even more intense surge of stimulation coming from between her legs and she couldn't help but let out a sheepish moan.Brent stared intently at her taut, trembling thighs looking up the roots of her legs he could see her white lace panties trembling slightly and stained with some hot, wet fluid. He had felt hot and tense for a long time.The mirror beneath the steel tube just about exposed her at every angle.She struggled to climb up the steel tube, panting for a moment, her eyes sweeping over his with some intoxicated post-trance flair."How do you like it, Mr. Brent... My master.""Moan for me. it's your music."Brent unbuckled his own belt, his cock long hard and hot.He pulled his own trousers off and watched Hermosa dance with vigor.Her entire leather skirt had long since been rubbed to move up to her waist. Her entire buttocks were now clinging to the pole."Nghhhhhhhh... That tickles...
Hermosa shied away a little from his stare, his eyes were just too dangerous and he looked like a man with some sex addiction."Why don't you say something?"Brent had no way of telling her about the filthy thoughts going through his head.His desire to keep her chained to him was getting stronger and stronger."You'll always love me, won't you?""Hmm? What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly." Brent suddenly murmured, but his eyes continued to paw over every part of her body."Nothing."Somehow remembering the childish question he had just blurted out himself, Brent suddenly felt a little ashamed.How could he have accidentally blurted out his deepest insecurities?He suddenly felt that he could give her nothing but sex.But how long would she be able to maintain her affection when she was still so young?But at least now she was completely his. Wasn't she?Looking at Hermosa's shy face, he stood up and walked over to her, whispering into her ear, "I said, I want to see you dance f
Hermosa has no idea how long she and Brent have been in this bar.This room was fully enclosed except for a master bedroom with a bathroom, including the parlor.There were several erotic themed rooms alone.She had expected Brent to be a little more direct and rough like he had just been in the tram room.But she had underestimated his fetish.He dressed her in a maid's outfit with cut-out breasts and ordered her to put on black stockings and high heels and wait blindfolded in an unfamiliar room.She just feels like she's being played so badly with by Brent.But she couldn't say no to the man she liked.She finally understood what he had said earlier about his horrible controlling and possessive nature.All she had done was dance once in front of a crowd in a sexy dress and he was taking her to this room to spend two days.At the moment her eyes were shaded and all she knew was that the door seemed to open and then someone walked in.He helped her remove the covering in front of her e
Time passed, Brent took a shallow nap and only when he turned on his phone did he realize that it was already noon the next day.There were also messages from the housekeeper on his phone, asking him about his schedule afterwards, and pictures of Elisa carrying her backpack to and from nursery school, respectively.Brent gave a light smile, and Hermosa was still asleep when he returned from his food shopping trip.He knew she must have been exhausted last night before she suddenly passed out.He lit a cigarette next to the bed, the smoke smelled lightly of blueberries; Hermosa didn't like the smell of smoke too strong, but she wouldn't feel choked if it tasted like this fruit.He had been drinking a little last night, and his movements were a little rough as he gently lifted the covers.She was even wearing the maid's outfit from last night, the whole thing was wrinkled and her black stockings were torn by him.In her slumber she had no idea how crazy Brent had acted last night after
Inside the private room of the underground casino in Warrington Hills. Kieo Rossi tosses a cigar to Carlo Ricci and asks him to try the new flavor, Carlo Ricci waved his hand and gave it to the dealer on the sidelines. Now that the girl in his home was pregnant with his child. He wanted to stop smoking. He didn't want to have a strong tobacco aftertaste. Kieo lit the cigar in his hand and looked at Carlo, whose eyes grew soft at the thought of his lover, and found it somewhat amusing. "Is it true that a man can change for a woman?" Carlo held the chips in his hand, fondled them twice and put them down again, his eyes unblinking as he stared at the cards in his hand, realising that he was a little unlucky in this game. It all depended on the card suit Kieo caught. He slouched back in his chair, knowing that the odds were against him. "It's up to you." He replied ambiguously, reaching out to draw another card. "Don't be so perfunctory, it's just a novelty for me to see your tran