And the lettering—some sort of futuristic font, printed in what appeared to be glow-in-the-dark yellow—formed a downward-pointing triangle just ov...r her pubic region. It read: TO BOLDLY GO WHERE NO MAN HAS GONE BEFOREDistracted as I was by everything else that was happening I had to smile at this example of. She looked at my pussy for a few minutes before lightly running a finger against my lips."Hmmm," she said as she moved her finger to her nose and took a wiff. "Looks like someone is all ready my mouth, tongue and fingers. Tell me what you want me to do baby." I want you to lick my clit. I want you to fuck me with your fingers. I want you to lick me clean after I cum. Oh god, just fuck me!," I yelled as she moved her mouth to my pussy lips. She started by kissing my pussy. She layed kisses. She tried the closest door and it opened. She peeked into the darkness sliding in allowing the door to shut quietly behind her.There was a little bit of light coming from the stage and she could see about seven or eight figures gathered at its center. She made her way closer not making a sound and as she neared the steps that led up to the stage she caught the smell of marijuana in the air. Now that she was closer she could recognize voices. They were all members of the football team. She knew. And do consider my offer of getting married to my daughter.”Faiza kissed me, and it led to another round of sex. But this time, I could see the smile on Faiza’s ugly face. It made me realize that it is important to give sex to ugly women. Faiza kept fucking me for an hour or so. It was finally time for me to leave.While leaving, she gave me a tiffin of her meat delicacies and a big kiss. We exchanged contact numbers, and I promised to visit her again.I left on my bike for Kathmandu. While.