<strong>Samantha Weston, aka Sam  or  Sammy<br/>Location: The Arabian Nights Room, Second Floor of the Mansion<br/>Tagged: Sergei<br/>Accent: Canadian (eh!) :P<br/></strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i2.listal.com/image/1079353/936full-vanessa-marcil.jpg)</div>If Samantha could have smiled around the mouthful of cock she most certainly would have. The devilish smile would have to reflect in her expressive, dark brown eyes framed to perfection by thick black lashes. He might not have technically begged, but he had been successfully driven to the edges of his limits where a man could become deliciously dangerous.  Sergei’s primal roar exploded from his chest, delighting the dark haired vixen whose lips were currently wrapped around his pulsating mast. She only had a moment to relax her throat before he was able to burst free from his entrapment, claiming her mouth with brutal force.<br/><br/>Some women might have been taken aback, scared to push him further, but those types of women did not attend orgies. Rising to the challenge, Sam released a pleasurable purring sound that vibrated through her body and danced along the throbbing veins that pulsed under his thinly stretched skin. Her drive and determination pushed her with the full power of her sexuality and the deep, insatiable need to reach their mutual and ultimate jubilation. His fingers pressed savagely against her scalp guiding her physically over his member, but he wasn’t in control of her spirit. Something deep inside her body pushed her reactions, wanting to set him on fire with a desire that was hotter than the pure white flame of her passion.<br/><br/>Letting the euphoric rhythm take over, Sam pushed harder against his cock, taking him deeper with each pass. Her movements were sensual and hypnotic, equivalent with that of the pull of the tides of the oceans, steady, strong and deceptively dangerous. She used the added pleasure of her teeth grazing over his sensitive shaft to push him over the edge. Her desire filled moans urged him to let go, to fill her with his essence. She could feel the rush of his threshold shattering with the verging orgasm destined to make his head spin. The power of her sensual prowess slithered along her spine, setting her soul on fire making her feel like she was electric inside, delighting her erotic nature.<br/>