He then squeezed my pussy tightly closed and massaged my belly and said: "That will help my small friends to find the right way Lene, can you feel the... coming?"I could not feel them invading my womb but the thought was so naughty.After 10-15 minutes Ali told me to make some lunch, he was getting hungry.We had our lunch and talked some more.Then Ali wanted to play strip poker. For every piece of clothes I lost I should give his cock a good deep kiss. For every piece he lost he should lick my. But I need the freedom to explore the options." Okay. You know if you need anything, all you have to do is call, right?" Of course I do... and you know the same?" Yeah... yeah, I know. Lemme help you get this stuff down to your car. You can leave the rest of it here in storage until you get settled somewhere a bit more permanent than Quan's couch."The two young women trudged down the stairs with a sense of resigned finality. In spite of everything they'd said to each other, in both their minds. He was going to use her like a piece of meat, and she could not have been happier if he'd eaten her shit."Fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck me in the ass!"Marita was playing with Nicole's pussy and asshole, using her fingers to make Nicole even more excited, if that was even possible. She pulled Nicole's shitter open again, and this time she attacked it with her finger, not her tongue.Nicole bit her lip as the blonde corkscrewed the tip of her finger into her shitter, twisting it around and around as. “I believe that was the deal,” she replied. That I even remembered the conversation amazed me. I rarely remember anything beyond the moment of occurrence unless I consciously force myself to. It makes it tough sometimes, which is why I will often write down important commands that I might only use once or twice but are critical to keeping things going. I have a sieve for a memory and I admit it, but I would have known her in a crowded room.She looked like her picture and yet she did not. Black.