Time and again she brought herself to the brink of orgasm, only to slow down and fight it off. Finally she couldn’t fight it anymore. With her left...hand she rubbed her clit quickly, using her own moisture to help her fingers slide and enhance the feeling. Her right hand continued its plight in her tight pussy, moving in and out to the rhythm in her imagination. With a suave move, he straddled his motorcycle and settled Sierra down in front of him. Grabbing her luscious ass, he dragged her. Of course, Consuela found us. She effervesced with delight. “There you are, Senor with that delightful little nymph. Might I ask that you and this beautiful little cherub come to Palazzo Vianda with us after the promenade? Please, Senor”? This last bit a wee bit too sincere. That should have been my clue.Full of ourselves and champagne, Sueno and I quite agreed we should go to Lady Consuelo’s palazzo. It was my thought that the Lady wanted a rendezvous not in the vulgar alley but in the silken. "You've been drinking, haven't you?" I said."What about it?" said Jimmy sullenly."I'll tell you what about it," I snapped, "You're under age."I started to pull him away from Susan, back toward the home, but nowSusan was safe I started to think about what had happened again.I looked round. There was no sign of Jenna Jones."Are you here with anyone else?" I asked."No," said Tamzin. Jimmy shrugged."I thought I saw Jenna Jones," I said."Who?" said Tamzin.I frowned. "Jenna Jones." Never heard of. He talked dirty to Fatima, telling her what a good little slut she was and she sucked his cock like a dirty whore.Zain noted that Fatima loved being treated this way, because she wasn't even touching herself and he could see her pussy lips pulsate. She moaned loudly and started to shake as she orgasmed hard. Her pussy was soaking wet, and cum dripped down the sides of her thighs, forming a wet stain on the sheets between her legs. Zain sucked in his breath, and started to stroke his already.