It wasn't crowded in this heat. I didn't meet anyone else. After sitting for 5 minutes, I didn't meet any more passers-by. Having finally decided not ...o engage in nonsense, and walk home, I got up from the bench, but suddenly my attention was attracted by a very unusual picture. A very beautiful and slender blonde was walking down the alley. Yes, this part of the picture is not surprising. But with her by the hand was a tall and muscular black guy. Why is the picture unusual? Because it is. She drops to her knees and touches the swollen tip of the stud’s tool with her tongue. Precum is already starting to seep from the slit; she delights in the taste of the oily treat on her tongue. She takes the tip in her mouth, and begins working her way down the shaft, slowly. The stud grunts his approval as more and more of his rigid manhood vanishes from view. Tracey pulls her head back, and then thrusts it forward again, this time going just a little bit further. Determined to deepthroat. At her instructions, Ali laid down on the floor and Brittany kneeled down in front of her. They kissed softly as much as they could, their bellies preventing them from getting too close. Brittany had other plans in mind and slid herself down Alis body until she was parting her thighs and licking her way down her thighs until she was tonguing her tight pussy. She was slobbering all over Alis lower body, tracing up from her calves to her pussy to her belly button and back around again. Brittanys. "Jamie we have missed you. How have you been? I'm so very sorry about Ellie she was one of my oldest friends. We spent many a night in here weeping over Ralph and Charlie but she talked the most about you. She was so proud of you. For a while there was a framed article about your selection as All Ivy third baseman on the wall by the bar for everyone to see. She brought in your cap and gown picture when you graduated from Penn. She never ceased talking about you and the wonderful life you were.