I didn't know what day it was when I finally made it to the front porch. I was starving and the sun was killing my eyes as I walked down the front sta...rs with a rag wrapped around my tits and a cushion liner tied around my waist. My dress and purse were gone, along with my shoes. I had looked in a piece of broken mirror in the house and I was a mess, with my unwashed body and my hair all matted with cum and sweat. I'm not sure how many men had fucked me or came on or in me, but over the period. I pushed my mouth into her slit, opened up and licked up its entire length. Her entire body tensed and shivered."Wow, I like different a lot!" she gasped.I continued licking her tiny crack. Her entire body was shaking, almost convulsing. I pressed my lips in an O around the slit and pushed as much tongue contact into her as possible. Then I randomly began lathering her vagina with it. She began humping into my mouth. Her hands were on my head pushed me into her more.I was breathing warm heavy. It made me want to ram her into the wall. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. "Ughhhh, so good!" she yelled. I twisted her long slick black hair and drilled her wet pussy deeper. I could feel her walls tighten on my rock hard dick. She started screaming loudly. "I'm cumming!!" As if on command her wet pussy juices began to flood down my dick. "OOOOO!!! Don't stop, please don't stop!" I pushed her off me and laid her on her back. Her small tender frame was as beautiful as ever.. Yvonne: Come in, Sascha, have a drink. Sascha: Yvonne, I love you, but Rick pays me, and he said I was to come right back. Yvonne (pouring another vodka martini): Ohhh, cmon, Sascha, one little drink? Rick wont even notice youre not back. Besides, hes an unfeeling, fucking bastard, who cares what he thinks! Sascha (looking around, as if arguing with himself): All right, Yvonne, a quick one. Yvonne hands him his drink, then wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his. Sascha is.