Mrs. turned left and strode confidently hoping to find the way to her meeting.After about a half-hour, Mrs. noticed that the street had become rather ...eedy looking so she stopped a trio of young men at the street corner to once again ask directions."Scuse," she said.The muscular young men turned to look at the foreigner interrupting their conversation about a new chick in the neighborhood. Two wore bandannas and sleeveless shirts while the third wore a filthy sando."I go?" Mrs. Yu Tan smiled as. I feel his groin and balls press up against my butt cheeks. Donald leans down, turns my head with his hand and kisses me. Other than our kissing we are motionless, Donald's cock deep inside of me. While he is kissing me I feel Donald start to slide his cock backward as if he is going to pull out. It feels like I am taking a dump. But Donald did not slide his cock back too much before he slid it forward. Donald continues to do short deep thrusts while he is kissing me. Donald rights himself. Sometimes I think they shoot one shot, someplace way down the line, so we'll think there's a sniper crawling around picking us off one at a time. But in the morning, we're all still here.Andy, my black friend, ducked down next to me last night and told me to paint my face black like his. Then to close my eyes and shut my mouth and Charlie wouldn't see me no-how. He's a funny guy. I hope we both make it back so I can introduce you.Again, I'm thinking of that night before I left. You gave me a. "Want to go now?" She asked, her eyes telling me she was drunk and ready for action."I thought you said you could wait?" I asked, coyly."You playing hard to get?" She asked, slyly squeezing my cock."Just following the deal we made," I shrugged."Fine," she sighed, clearly annoyed at me, but like me, hating to lose."See you in half an hour," I whispered in her ear, giving her ear a firm tug. "I'm going to make you come like a hungry slut."Before she could respond, I left her alone.A few minutes.