"Did you just call me a prostitute?" No." I replied, "I think I called myself one."She laughed and wriggled on the bed like a happy cat in a sunbeam, ...I think I should ask for my money back then." No refunds, all sales are final." I laughed, still enjoying the show, "Besides, it looks like you don't need me." You are dense." She rolled her eyes, "Do I... Do I need to... to spell it out for you? Or maybe a diagram. Would that help?"I slide off the edge of the bed and walked around it. Normally. I got aroused by that word I pushed her back to bed and removed her pant, she was wearing same CK brand inner wear. I removed them and I saw a nice shaved clean vagina.I asked her you were ready for this? She said yes I did this for you last night. I was surprised and overjoyed. I hugged her tightly and went down to start my work at her pussy. It was already wet due to the works. I liked them,s he started to enjoy it, I started to lick her pussy on top. Then I slowly opened her pussy and. If the exhibitionist urge took her over again today at the beach, this could be a hot story she's about to tell me. Sarah began by explaining how her and Lisa picked a spot on the beach, far away from the lifeguard towers to avoid being where 90% of the beach goers congregate. Families set up there for the safety aspect, and others because the towers are closest to the parking lots. The 5 minuet stroll down the beach taken by the girls, provided them the perfect degree of privacy they were. My eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light. I saw that there were about 30 people in a large room that made up most of the first floor of the house. Men outnumbered women by about 3 to 1. Almost all of the men were black. The few white men that were there were most likely husbands like Ed. Most of the women were white, but a few black women were about. There was a small bar area to one side along with a few tables and chairs. Most of the people were talking and laughing, a few were dancing very.