I was soaking wet before he even started. I tried my best not to cum be that man had skill. he knew how to work my clit. i licked and sucked and bi... i was cuming. he looked up at me a smiled and went back down on me. this time fingering me two in my dripping wet pussy and two in my ass. I got off almost right away. I remember screaming and shaking. chris just kept going. It was just one orgsam after another. I almost past out at one point. chris stop and ask me if i wanted his cock. She talked to me without her lips moving, some kind of telepathy saying “My pussy is wet and in need of attention! get to your knees and stick out your tongue” . I dropped to my knees immediately and stuck out my tongue as I was told. She then placed her hands on the back of my head and pushed her sweet peach onto my eager tongue and I began to lap at her fantastic taste which was almost running into my mouth, making my chin slick with her sex. I wanted to touch my cock but my hands were cuffed. She had been surprised to see so many white people in the heart of the city, though Africans had predominated, and she had kept a wary eye on the black street urchins who seemed to run like packs of hounds through the streets.She had returned to the hotel aroused and excited, with another set of wet panties. She had hardly walked one hundred yards from the hotel before, stopping at traffic lights to cross the road, a warm hand had slid across her bottom lightly stroking. She had jumped in shock. ‘… Starboard line to. Aft Deck Observatory. Servicing. LQ 3. LQ 4. CA 1. CA 3. FD 1, CC and Aft Deck Observatory. Boarding. Please mind the gap. Stand clear of the closing doors. Starboard line…’ He ran through the rapid transit turnstiles, flashing his wing commander badge to the attending guard. This automated transport would shuttle him, along with scores of other pod-pilots and ship staff to the flight decks. As he piled into the train car, barely making it before the automated door swished.