Busty blond Alexis Monroe is fucked hard by her man on the couch

Both Patrick and I hold out the chairs for our ladies who give each of us a polite ‘thank you’. As the hostess hands us the menu’s she tells us that the specials for the night are inside the menu. We thank her Big Boobs and she heads back to the hostess stand. Our waitress comes around to ask if we needed refills on the wine. Big Tits I order up another glass for the ladies, another beer for Patrick and another coke for myself. I also order an appetizer for the table. It's my usual cheesy stuffed mushrooms, I tell our guests that it’s one of the things that I love about Longhorn. The waitress smiles at the appetizer order and heads off. Jill sees some sort of salmon salad at the table next to us and decides to order it. Heidi looks over at the same table and decides to order it as well. Of course, Patrick and I are going to order steaks. I figure you don’t go to a steakhouse and not order steaks, just seems wrong. When the waitress comes back with our appetizer order, she offers to take our dinner order. She asks first if the bill will be separate or all together. “Ma’am, the bill will be blonde all together, and I will take it,” I tell her making sure that Patrick or Heidi don’t try to pay for the meal. Patrick, being a gentleman, orders Heidi’s dinner then his own. He chose a porterhouse steak with a baked potato fully loaded, a house salad with ranch dressing. He ordered Heidi a cup of baked potato soup which she says they make a wonderful version of that soup. Jill likes the idea of a cup of soup as well. I order her salmon salad along with a cup of the baked potato soup. For myself, I ordered a porterhouse steak, medium orgasm rare, baked potato fully loaded and a salad with thousand islands dressing and extra tomatoes and no onions. We were all smiling when the waitress left the table with our order. “David, how did you go from being a trainee of Jill’s to CEO of Jaxson, Inc.? That must be one hell of a story,” Patrick says which has Heidi listening. “Jill, would you like to tell the story, or have me do it?” I ask her smiling. “Oh, I’ll let you tell the story, you seem to revel in it,” she tells the table, smiling the whole babe time. “Patrick and Heidi, on our second night working together, one of the other driver’s was in a horrible traffic accident. We had longtime clients arriving and the dispatcher sent us, the closest limo to go pick up Bob and Melanie Jaxson from the private jet area of the airport. We didn’t have the proper car to pick them up and didn’t have enough time to get to the office and swap cars, so we just went to the airport. When we got there, Jill pulled the car we had up next to their jet and I jumped out and put their luggage into the trunk. I stood by the back door and Bob and Melanie got into the car. As we were going, I turned around and apologized to the Jaxsons telling them that their usual chauffeur was in a bad accident. I also apologized for not having the correct vehicle for them and made the decision to give them the service for free. Jill asked if we needed to stop at a Walgreen’s for Melanie Jaxson as she was nauseated from a storm that the jet flew through. We got them to their hotel. Bob Jaxson pulled me aside and told me that if I decide to move up in the world, he’s got a position for someone like me,” I tell them. He couldn’t grasp what he was looking at. I asked. He moaned. He felt dirty Big Tits for saying it, but it also felt so good. Exploring tendrils flocked to their prey's most tender blonde of areas as he pressed her against his powerful form, his tip pressing and teasing against her entrance. “Forgive me for the theatrics, Danny-boy, but I can’t help myself, such a cinephile am I.” Lucy’s voice deepened to the Big Boobs iconic baritone of James Earl Jones, “Daniel Huston, I am your father.” So, you see our delivery truck through that large, overhead door. I don't think we'll need to, was my response. "Oh, Laura, why do you do babe it? He went upstairs and I proceeded to finish my snack and head to the living room to chill and sip coffee. Susan’s spasm passed, and she began to emit a series of short, soft cries as it pressed further into her. He began stroking and told me he was about to piss. Though I had not consciously checked out his petite ass before, I had a strong urge to do so now. He sat down in the kitchen and helped himself to a bowl of ice cream. “What?” That had to be some kinda perverted wimp. Klink seems satisfied. My desires were whatever Daddy and Mommy told me they were. He told me he spent most of the night with Carrie orgasm and fucked her twice after I left. Then her eyes squeezed shut.