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Ronda had a salad with some grilled chicken on top and a balsamic citrus vinaigrette as the dressing. I saw Ronda’s hand snake underneath the table in what I was sure she was stroking his cock through his pants. In my head, I worried about her having sex with our fearless Captain. If she is going to carry my child, then he can’t put any baby juice into her. We had a great time discussing all sorts of things, such as the Japanese Porn building we visited earlier today in Atlanta. Perez was shocked at what we saw, specifically the old lady having to clean the bathrooms before leaving. As we finished our meal, Perez suggested that we head to the cigar bar. However, Ronda had other suggestions. She texted Asian Girls Fucking Jennifer and told her that we were bringing someone back to the hotel for her to play with. She texted that she would be waiting in our suite. I paid the bill, and Perez thanked me. We got into the limo and headed back to the Watergate. The chauffeur asked if we were going to be headed towards the cigar bar or just back to the hotel. We opted for the hotel. As we were driving along, Ronda unzipped Perez and began her oral talents on his manhood. He looked surprised when her lips wrapped around his cock. She began bobbing her head up and down causing him to moan. I just sat back and enjoyed the show. Jennifer met us at the concierge desk. When she saw Perez, she just smiled and took him by the hand and led him to the elevators. The four of us rode up together getting off at our floor. Jennifer was still leading Perez to our suite. When Dakota opened the door to the room, Perez asked, “Holy crap David, how many beautiful women do you travel with?” “A couple,” I said to him as Dakota took him by the hand now and pulled him into the suite. “Which one is your wife?” He asked. “None of them. My wife is back home at the Chateau,” I tell him. His eyes get large. “NONE of them are your wife?” He asks again. “Nope,” “How the hell did you get your wife to agree to that?” Perez asks. “There was no ‘getting’ my wife to agree. The rest was sheer leaving her ass in plain view. Angling her head back, she pushed it back further, feeling the head slip down her throat. My dick twitched in her grip as I kissed her. I stood and helped her into her top just in time because her mother called out from the bathroom. It’s nothing to be ashamed about. Harlem use to be a rough area in the 80s/ 90s but since has gotten a major facelift these days with businesses and real estate sky-rocketing. Probing and pulsing gently. Happy Birthday!” His cock still hard inside, came to Asian Girls Fucking a stop. The pleasure Japanese Porn surged down my shaft. “So, where does that leave us?” Her huge blue cock came slamming on his face as he jumped back. I hide under my covers and I wait for morning.

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