The bodyguard

She smirks "I never said I wasn't wrong, I just said I don't apologize" she mumbles, as she feels him enter her, moaning loudly, she turns, pushing him lightly, so he is laid back on the floor, she moves down over his cock, taking him back inside of her, her hands running all over his body, as she continues to thrust up and down on his cock, never taking her eyes off of him.
 
Groaning as Hannah pushing him back, then a bit louder as her wet pussy took hold of his cock. "damn woman, your always wet." he said smiling, leaning up he started to kiss her neck, his eyes looking up into hers. Kissing his way down to her chest, his hands slapped one of her asses, and then put his hands beside him, and fell back onto the tiled floor. He wasnt getting close to cumming this way, he liked it a bit rougher, he wanted to fuck her ass.
 
She glances down at him, pausing slightly as she realises he is not enjoying this as much, she leans down kissing his lips softly, and then along his jawline, "why don't you tell me how you want it?" she whispers in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe sofly.

Moaning softly, as she pulls back off of his cock, raising her eyebrows slightly, as she waits for his answer.
 
Whispering back, "it's definitely not that I don't like it. The tile isn't comfortable." She got up off him, he got up also about to tell her what he wanted before they heard a knock on the door.

Pulling her farther into the kitchen he laughed, saying "ok, here is what I want you to do." he pushed her around to the counter. Pushing her chest onto the counter. Pulling out the oil. "I want you to rub yourself." grabbing both of her hands. "strech out your ass, I am going to fuck that til you can't do anything straight but take a shit." pouring oil onto her butt, rubbing it in a bit.

They heard knocking again, "Second, I want to hear your moans from out there. I want that guy wondering who is getting fucked in here." he said about to walk out.
 
She looks at him in shock, never before has she done something so...risky. She looks down at her hands and then up at his retreating figure, hesitating slightly.

"You won't let anyone come in here, will you?" she asks him, knowing that he wouldn't lie to her, for some reason she knew that she could trust him, "I'll do it, as long as you promise" she whispers, as the knocking continues.

She leans back against the counter, watching him, as one hand slips down towards her pussy, moaning quietly as she rubs her clit. Her other hand moving back, slipping one finger deep into her ass, gasping loudly.
 
"yes, yes. Of course you are completely safe. I would never let anyone fuck you, or see you masturbate without me being there personally." Dante said with some pride and commanding tone. Smiling happily at her considering his order, if he wasn't already completely ready to fuck her, he would be.

"your really really beautiful and sexy." Dante said kissing Hannah's neck lightly before locking one of the kitchen doors then going out the second. Putting his dick back into his pants, he zipped and buttoned up.

*Knock knock knock* Dante heard for the probably the 20th time. He opened the door "I am so sorry, here come into the area." he said leading the man into the living room.

"What the hell hit this?" the insurance man said to a broken vase.

Dante explained the situation to him, fully and in detail.
 
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