His mind whirled as he analysed her head to toe and back again. Nicaragua is multi-ethnic. A real melting pot. He found it hard to pin her heritage. S...e looked from Southeast Asia, India, but fully accustomed to the western way of life. She wore heels, not tall slutty ones, just modest open sandal heels. Kitten heels he thinks he’s heard them called. Her brown elegant pins were topped by a mini snakeskin patterned skirt that hung close to the curves of her youthful rump. She was slender,. One thing he was sure of, though, he was spending the night here alone. This would be the first time since they were married that he wouldn't be sleeping with his wife. Well, as long as you don't count the nights when one or the other of us was away. It sucked!Darren lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. His thoughts kept going back to that Saturday night. What would have happened if he hadn't gone inside? What if Cassie hadn't stepped up and pushed the trio out of the club? What was. Just as he began to grunt she began to scream. It scared me just a little because all of a sudden I was afraid someone would look out of the window and maybe see us looking through the knotholes. After looking around I didn't see anyone and looked back and saw him stiffen up and groan a little and stab that big fat dick in her once more. "What do you say, girl?" he asked her. "Thank you Daddy" she said. "Good girl" he said. "Now suck my dick clean and let's go back to the house." . It spilled from my face onto my tits, little dollops on the right and a veritable puddle on the left. Not wanting to waste any more, I pressed my lips back onto his head, this time getting my tongue ready for the catch, and pumped his handle hard. I wanted every drop. The torrent I got in my mouth was delicious, though a little like trying to eat a whole can of whip-cream in less than five seconds. My tongue was coated in succulent sperm, the rich flavor overwhelming me. Three quick gulps and.