Meanwhile, Chase Hudson was engrossed in a passionate kiss with Rosalinda. They were having a heated passionate time without giving a damn that the chauffeur was in the car with them.
"Find the nearest hotel and get in," Chase instructed the chauffeur. The latter said "yes sir" without looking at the centre rear mirror. Looking at that mirror implies that they were all going to end up in a hospital.
He soon found a hotel and drove in. The rest was history.
Rosalinda laid helplessly against the bed with her boobs smacking against it with every thrust. The pull on her hair grew more and more intense, forcing her back to arch more and more against the bed.
Her mind swam, the pleasure overwhelming.
"Chase f**k me harder..I mean...please..." She begged, her voice caught between pleasure
