" So at least I knew that what you sent me was a letter. Some of them got downright unfriendly when I asked who might be able to translate this text f...r me. "Nobody in Chinatown tlansrate this," they said, and suggested I forget about the whole thing.But they don't know me. I can't resist a challenge. The only reason I didn't contract one of the professional translation services is that you told me this wasn't really important. You just wanted to satisfy your curiosity about what this friend of. Her eyes closed enjoying the moment.She opens her eyes ,looking in the mirror behind the bar she sees a black woman with a big afro big breasts exposed and the people either side sucking and nibbling on her nipples . Oh my god ,she feels a hand between her legs she responds by spreading them further apart. The fingers rub her pussy lips , a digit splits them apart , the palm hard on her big clit , she responds humping the finger.What a slut she thinks. The cock is rubbing against her skin she. . Fuck me harder.” I kept on thrusting, jamming my dick up her ass, she started bucking wildly. Sweeta grunted each time the prick speared her belly, her ass pushing up to insure the maximum depth of that agonizingly delicious penetration. She felt the juice-smeared balls slide against her anus, and her buttocks clenched as if seeking to trap those sperm-laden nuts. As the prick slid outward, flexing the muscles in an instinctive rippling that made me groan with ecstasy and fuck her even. Before she could say anything though the elevator lurched to a stop and the doors sighed open. The distinct throbbing of party music filled the hallway."Here we go," Dave said, "The penthouse." Penthouse?" Erin said in awe, "I've never been in a penthouse." Well Erin," Kim came up behind Erin and held her by the waist. "Just be careful what you might see inside here," Kim nodded at the door, "It's still early but," she smiled at Amy, "It's not to everyone's tastes."Somewhat bemused, Erin.