I so desperately wanted to pull it up and gain access to Mindy’s cunt, which I knew would be on fire.Mindy was blindly trying to undo my pants with ...ne hand, helping me get her skirt up with the other, and trying to kiss me as deeply as leverage would allow. I succeeded in getting her skirt up far enough to allow access to her pussy. I thrust two fingers inside, and it was dripping. Mindy moaned her approval as the odor of her arousal filled the cab. There was no mistaking her desire. I brought. .. yeah, that's nice," I said taking advantage of the toaster on the counter, seeing our somewhat distorted image off to one side as I stood there fucking my wife. Though it was the sounds of two very wet cunts being played with that was even more stimulating to me. Just hearing that slick, sticky slipperiness as I slid in and out of my wife's cunt, as she in turn did the same thing to Stacy's with the banana. The periodic pop, sucking noises they both were making, the squish of the fruit going. I leaned down and told her, “We should arrive at the Embassy about thirty minutes before the meeting in order to make contact with our office counterparts.”Nancy ran into the bathroom, and I made my own preparations knowing that she would spend the remainder of our time making herself look “beautiful” in the Western female way that required an investment of time and expensive cosmetics from Paris, France.I wished that I had the solace of one of my handguns that I could hide in my clothing but. I had to wet my lips and take a deep break. ‘She’s just a whore,’ I thought, ‘A woman of no morals.’ ‘I…madam, am a painter. I have been asked by my teacher, my maser, to capture your likeness in pigments for a great work he has been commissioned for. Considering your lowly statue in life I would think it an honor to know that your face will be immortalized forever within a truly fabulous painting. It will be, for a cathedral ceiling in Florence, Italy.’ She began to laugh at that. ‘My face? On.