I was walking to the bus station after a two-day visit in the Selim household, and my bus was late. I sat there, waiting for the bus while periodicall... checking up on my iPhone. While I was checking my updates on Facebook, something caught my eye. A tall, broad-shouldered and dark-skinned, sexy brother clad in a black leather jacket, bright red silk shirt, blue jeans and boots. He noticed me noticing him, and smiled. He walked over to me, and in accented Somali, he asked me if I had seen the. Cars and motorcycles pulled in and out from the curb, precariously close to the mass of people of seemingly every species in the galaxy. Ramshackle stalls were everywhere selling all kinds of goods, only half visible between the heavy traffic and the steam and other unidentifiable vapors rising from the vents in the street. Some of the more successful stalls had holographic catalogs for easy browsing, but most were hastily assembled stalls with limited goods. Plenty of prostitutes in. “I’m thirsty now,” Stephanie said with a laugh and held out her glass. “This stuff is so good.”When she’d drunk half of it, Michael led her to a bedroom and held the door for her politely. Stephanie had a pretty good idea what he had in mind, but she wasn’t about to let her fear win out. The shy virgin was ready to do anything the big linebacker wanted.She didn’t notice that he left the door slightly ajar.Michael took the drink from her hand and set it on a bedside table. As the slim adolescent. He continues to move with me. His hands are now grasping my ass cheeks. I feel his breath warmly blowing at my clit. That is when I remembered, I DIDN'T HAVE ON ANY UNDERWEAR!!! I throw my head back in laughter, I try to grasp at the columns to keep from falling. Shawn feels me losing my balance, and pulls me into him, tight. I lean forward, and over his head, spreading my legs a little wider to regain balance, that is when I feel his tongue enter my pussy. Knowing it already has gone too far..