The only part of the tires that still looked like tires was the bead while the rest looked like gray/white cotton yard wrapped around the wheels. They...were too small for the load they were carrying and were spinning much faster than was safe. When the dipshit dynamited his brakes, probably with both feet, they went from spinning 90mph to zero in an instant. That caused them to burst. We wondered about the black splotch on the pavement and crouched down to look under the front bumper. The front. “From which hole I came from?”“Guess it.”“Let me. Mmmm. Is this the one?” Nandu pressed his finger over her labia.“Close, baby. Let me help you,” she moved her labia like flower petals and showed him her cunt at its full glory.“It smells musky,” Nandu took a quick sniff.“Does it smell bad?”“Nah. Not at all. I love it,” he placed a kiss right above her clit.“This is where your father pumped his penis and created you.”“Why it is all hairy, ma? The book you showed doesn’t have hair at all.”“This. But what her mother would make a big deal out of, was my having stood there listening to the two of them.No ... this was one I was going to have to deal with myself, and in a very private way. I'd always been close to Trish, we'd shared confidences and secrets with one another in the past. And I'd never once betrayed that with her. So long as it didn't jeopardize her safety, welfare or that of anyone else. That was the promise I had made her with only the one stipulation. Thus, I felt that when. I knew the boys would want a closer look at me. As they slowly walked by the stall, I made sure the curtain ajar. They peeked in, I was soaping my breasts, I smiled, what else could I do. I do not understand German, but I believe they were saying something about my mouth, pussy, ass and an extraordinary amount of cum. As they walked by I thought to myself why did they have to leave.Clare was dressed and gone when I returned to the room, however she had left me a note. We had talked earlier in.