The hostess greets them. Except that socal she's dressed more like a cocktail waitress than a hostess. She's wearing a dress with a short, short skirt, and it's strapless with a deep plunging neckline. She looks like she belongs at Hooters more than a fancy restaurant like this socal is supposed to be. Maria socal understands now why Roberto was so socal excited about socal coming here. Typical.
"What's this socalcoeds? I didn socal't order any drink coeds," says Maria.
Maria picks up the odd-looking beverage and sniffs it. It smells oddly familiar to her, although she can socalcoeds't quite put socal her finger on it coeds. "What is it?" she asks.
"All she needs socalcoeds is a pair of ears, and a socalcoeds fuzzy socalcoeds tail, and video her video outfit would socal be complete," scoffs Maria.
Maria slowly nods her head in agreement.
"Of course you haven't," he says. "You're just very tired socal, and you need socal to socal lie socalcoeds down."
"Soft couch... Lie down socalcoeds..."
"It's you," says Maria. "You're so gorgeous." she says happily socal.
"You socal and I are going to talk for a while. How does that sound?"
Maria is suddenly very embarrassed. "Well, uh..." Her face socal is socalcoeds beet red.
"The only way socal to relieve the tension is to set socal the truth free socalcoeds."
"You feel very good right now socal." Roberto socal is still speaking softly to her, but now there's a new intensity socal behind his voice that Maria finds even coeds harder to resist.
"You coeds like socal it when socal I make you feel submissive."
As they arrive at her townhouse, Maria socal glances at her watch. "Oh, my God. It's socal two-thirty socal in the morning. How can it be this late?"
"What?."
This coeds is socal crazy. She has to stop now. Maria kicks socalcoeds off her shoes. Roberto's insane if he socal thinks... Maria looks up coeds and sees Roberto's coeds stare -- his piercing stare -- and her train of thought is broken. She reaches up, unclasps her bra, and lets it fall to the floor.
No, not the panties. This has socal to stop now socalcoeds. Anything but the panties. Maria's arms want to reach down and pull down her panties, but in a socalcoeds supreme act of will, Maria manages to keep her arms up and cover her breasts with them. She stands there momentarily with a triumphant smile socal on her face coeds, but Maria's victory video is short-lived video. She once again glances up and sees Roberto socal's stare, and a socal chill runs socalcoeds down her socal spine. Maria coeds can socal't socalcoeds think any more, she can only feel. She feels a gnawing in her gut, a feeling of emptiness, of incompleteness. She feels the need to socal finish what she has started, she feels the need to obey.
Roberto socal stands and walks over to Maria. She thinks he is socalcoeds going to kiss her, but instead he picks her up and socal carries her towards the socal bedroom. As she is held in Roberto's arms socalcoeds, Maria feels completely safe. She feels like a little girl. She feels more grown-up video than ever before. Roberto throws her down on socalcoeds the video bed and kisses her, passionately. He seems socal like an animal as he makes love to her, roughly. It's the best socal fuck socal she's ever had.
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