Not that they had met, but the Latin-American woman’s signature two piece cat suit was unmistakeable. The Swedish hit woman believed in practicalit... on the job whereas this woman—known as ‘Salma’ because of her strong resemblance to Salma Hayek—believed in flamboyance. Her tight black trousers, casually held together by two snaps across her crotch, sat very low on her waist, revealing her flat stomach with its diamond belly button piercing. The bodice consisted of nothing more than a web of. That hairy muff of hers parted down the middle and showed more pinkness than I had ever seen. What a big gash she had. It oozed cream too even though I knew that those two girls try their hardest to keep it clean. Martha smiled at me when she caught me looking at her bush. I smiled back when she slipped both hands down there and pulled her lips open. Her hole looked like it could take a beer bottle with no problem at all. I would have to get my wife to ask her later.The two youngest girls. She had her hand over her moist pussy when a sudden puff of smoke filled her room. A fear swept throough her body as she realized who had just entered her room, it was Satan. Satan stood towering over her, with his dark red skin, long tail, and huge wings like those of a bat extending from his back. Mary also noticed that Satan had a fully errected dick about the size of her forearm. "You've been having unpure thoughts, you must be punished!" he growld at her. Mary's fear soon turned to. There was no way I was going to beable to say 'no' and survive this encounter - though in all honesty,winning a fight 1 vs 5 did sound pretty cool, and I'd never feltcomfortable when people I'd used to hang around took things down asexually aggressive path."Yes, Miss Stevens," I replied, not brave enough to look her or Marcus inthe face. Deep down I was already feeling a traitor to my way of life; myway of thinking - I could do without either of them smiling at mepraising a fucking black guy.