Billie Bob Jones
Benedito's tongue was hot against mine as we kissed each other. His large hands had slipped into my shorts to grope my ass which he constantly squeezed and spanked. I let out slutty moans as I ground against him as I ran my hands up and down his incredibly toned chest.
It did cross my mind that we were outside by his pool where anyone could easily see us. Pedro, Ronaldo, Jose, Dita or even his maids could be passing by and see us but he barely seemed to care as he bit my lower lip before he moved down to lay even more hickeys on my already bruised skin. "Dito," I moaned, "your room."
"Let's do it here," he growled as his hand wrapped around my throat and squeezed. "Let everyone see how good you make me feel."
