..." My thrust intensified. She leaned forward and we kissed deeply. She sat back up. "I can taste my cunt on your lips...." she hissed. My hands g...asped her small tits and I milked them to the pierced tips. She threw her head back and cried out. "Come on fuck your Goth bitch.... come on. Use my cunt. Cum in me. I want your cum..." she was urging me on, her rhythm increasing all the time. Our bodies were slapping together, her beautiful small breasts bouncing and dancing in the soft. Fir usne mere under wear me apna hath daala and uske hath daakte ki jaise mereko current sa laga. Mjhse aaj se pehe aisa itna accha kabi nai laga tha.. Mera lund or bata ho gaya.. Fir usne meri underwear utar di and mere lund ko dekhti hi reh gayi.. and boli tmahar to bohot bada h.Fir usne mere lund ko bohot pyar se sehlaya. Mai uss time satwe asman par tha… and ankhe band karke maja le raha tha.. Fir usne mere lund pe pyar se kiss kiya.. Ky batau kitna maja aaya tha.. Usne mere poore lund pe. Sauntering outside to the deck opening off the living room Sean inspected the patio. Ignoring the trembling trussed and blindfolded captive lying on the bench he looked around. It was pretty nice. This side of the building, this area was entirely hidden from anyone this side of the river. Wing like extensions swept from both sides, masking activity on the patio from the sides.Stretching comfortably Sean silently slipped over beside Ed, reached down and quickly wrapped a hand around the back of. Both men were wearing well filled moneybelts, so I received quite a reward for my efforts. When I got a full count of the gold and silver, it came to a total of $563. Hell, my stay in Missouri was paying well! I wondered how much longer this could last.Several people asked how I detected the cheating, and I admitted to hearing the men talk when they left the saloon the previous night. That did nothing to dim the glamour of my accomplishment in exposing the cheaters, and it was a lot more.