Rolf is still rubbing the back wall of my pussy, stimulating my back door. ‘Rolf…’ I begin in an angry voice but I don’t know what to say next... He sticks two fingers into my pussy and pulls them out again. They are just drenched with my juice – and almost begging me to take them up my ass! Rolf presses a finger tight against my anus and… I understand he’s not gonna stop this time. ‘Wait,’ I moan, desperately trying to save the situation. But it’s too late – his finger slides into my ass quickly. I gagged with it about two-thirds of the way in. He grabbed the back of my hair and started throat fucking me. He was both pissed at me and raging with lust for me. He shoved it down my throat holding my head down on it. I pulled away gasping. Then choked more back into my throat. He fucked my hot mouth with a fury. He pulled away from me, and lifted me up.He sat down with me in his lap, and turned me facing out."Show me how you move that sweet ass." I slid my pussy down on him in the reverse. .. Well, Lily, why haven’t you made a move on me? I’m pretty sure I’ve shown that I’m open to it. But every time we get close, you back away. What am I doing wrong?”“I’m scared.”“Scared? But you’re the one who has experience and knows what’s going on. I’m the one who’s scared,” I said. We sat at the dining room table next to each other while we ate a baked chicken breast (skinless), brown rice, and steamed vegetables. I decided I needed to get more herbs.“That’s it. Experience,” she said as if. ?Can't be worse than London," she said, as they headed in to the city onthe bus. ?That place is like a country in it's own right. And half thepeople you meet are foreigners.??Isn't that the case everywhere?? replied John.?Not like that," said Carol. ?Everywhere you go, you hear French, Spanish,German, Chinese and numerous other languages. It's just tourists fromother countries.??So, what was your business in London?? asked John.?Opening a night club," said Carol. ?Took ages, due to the.