She took his left hand in both of hers, noticing the size, texture of the skin on his fingertips, examined for dirt, calluses, cuticle irregularities,...broken or chipped nails. ‘You’ve never had a manicure…’ she mumbled, ‘but you take care of the basics.’ She dropped his hand and looked him in the eyes for the first time. They were brown, but not the dark and drab and common brown you normally see around these parts. It was more like one of his parents had brown eyes and the other blue and the. "The Taylor apartment, please," she said to the receptionist. "I am Sarah Duncan, and I am expected."The man checked his list and found her name. Then, to her surprise, he asked for some identification. She pulled out her Justice Department photo ID from her wallet and showed it to the man. After carefully checking the picture against her appearance, he then asked her to sign a blank piece of paper using the same signature as the one on her ID card. After she signed, he again checked it. As he left the room I quickly went back to the thick meat in front of me, but I saw him leave a piece of paper on top of my pants that were piled up in the corner. I turned my attention to the large dick that was patiently awaiting my mouth. I was in my own world as I focused on making this next guy cum in my mouth and I had the idea to see if I could take this much larger penis in my backside. I turned around to give the guy the surprise of my tight hole when I saw Rebecca sitting on the seat. She turned and walked to the kitchen and brought milk glass.She drank it half and handed over to me. I drank and her lips were filled with milk and I started to lick them. We smooched for about 10 minutes and we were still in the dress. By that time she removed her jewels. I started to remove her saree. And she removed my shirt.I went to her blouse removed buttons and glad to see her two huge melons as she wasn’t wearing a bra. For one second I hugged her. And started to lick them. One by one..