What’s my bill? she manages to say trying to remove what I guess is her banking card to pay for her treatment but then I gave my bank card and paid for it before she could remove hers from her pocket as I made sure she stayed pinned to the table. Nothing else felt better than the feeling of her big ass being pressed by me.

I collected my card and she turns to walk away but I held her hand and she funnily punches my stomach but then she looks at me surprised as I did not feel the strength she had applied in her weak punch. I carried...