Francine was on the end of the row and this was the easiest to speak to."Sorry! Me no speak the English good. Me Katya." Fucking great!" spat Francine...at nobody in particular. Some illegal migrant. Smart move to capture a woman who had no papers and who would most likely not be reported missing by an employer who shouldn't have her on his payroll. She was to discover that all four were foreigners. Only one of them, Olga, had a reasonable command of English.Three very thirsty hours after the. Something about the way he talked as he fucked me really turned me on. He started fucking me harder. He grabbed one of my tits as he pounded his cock into me. "I'm going to fuck you good Kali," he said. "Fucking you harder. Fucking you deeper. Fucking that tight little pussy with my fat cock." Yes fuck me hard Mr. Bradford," I yelled. "Slam me good with your prick. I want you to. Fuck me good," Oh yes Kali," he said. "Look at those big tits of yours bounce as I plow my cock into you. Squeezing. Mene sarita ko kuch nahi kaha aur aur gaadi ko side pe lagakar.. Sidhe sarita ko kiss kiya … Phir kya tha sarita ne bhi saath diya aur mera sahas bad gaya phir hum ek dusre ko kiss karte rahe aur ek dusri ki jib ko chatthe rahe… Kariban dus minute tak hum ek dusre ko kiss kathe rahe .. Phir sarita ne kaha chalo baki vishakapatnam me… Humne raat rukne ka bhi program kar liya.. Aur sarita bhi tyaar ho gayi.. Aur hum aage nikal pade.Hum kariban savere dus baaje tak vishakapatnam tak pounch gaye ... It was way too big to fit into my mouth but Icouldn’t get enough of it. I ran my lips over eversquare inch of that organ tongued his nuts. I couldtaste his man tasted and he was salty like a pretzel.Otis just stood there like an oak tree and looked downat me worshiping his cock. He was magnificent and wehadn’t even exchanged a word, who needed words whenthere was something this magnificent available just forme.A fleeting though ran through my mind, I wondered if mypussy could.