Everyone talks about all the fine food. Soon Sonya asks, Sean, arent you going to finish your story? This is intermission. A chance to talk about what...you would do if you were Jenny. Maria surmises, Thats how we arrived in America. But we had no life jacketjust wet underwear and a wet undershirt. We didnt care how we looked. We just hoped someone would help us and not hurt us. Roberto adds, Thank God you were helped. Now if I were Jenny I would walk home in the life jacket. In broad daylight?. She steps her legs apart, in a little girls voice she says "I need to cum once more honey, please my darling man take me there just one more time, do it for me please" I look at her face & she has this sexy little grin as shes looking at me,how can I resist her. She goes back to cleaning his cock as I drop to my knees behind her, spread the cheeks of her delicious butt & like a starving a****l attack her just fucked swollen pussy with my mouth, my tongue going in as far as it can feasting on. Soon their arousal grew and Steve pulled Stephanie's negligee off over her head, she quickly returned the favour helping him to slide off his tented boxers and free his rock hard cock. Once the boxers were gone, Stephanie released Paris from her gag. The sub though could only managed one or two gasps of freedom before she felt the hands of her mistress easing her head towards the cock of her master. The open-mouthed girl then obediently put her lips together and began to blow.It was then. I forgot all about how dirty I was as he leaned me back against the wall and lifted up my left leg, the feeling of his gorgeously erect prick nudging against the entrance to my hole was enough to get me gasping and clutching at him urgently.It was the most beautiful experience of my life, he was inside me, his cock doing incredible things to my pussy, but he was washing my hair running his shampoo laden hands through it sensuously as he moved inside me. He washed my face, my neck, my breasts,.