She was aware she was stroking his cock now as he leaned closer into her ‘we can’t do it here’ she gasped as she pulled her hand away. ‘Were ...hen? I have to have you now Frankie’.Frankie looked furiously around them to find somewhere for them to go, she wanted him as much as he wanted her now, her pussy was soaking and pulsing at the thought of his cock inside her.She grabbed his hand and dragged him around the corner, this was really dangerous they could get caught, she was thinking, but all. Mmmm ... I don't know what it is with her and sometimes I wondered if all dogs tasted like that. It was like faintly sour milk. With a little brown sugar in it, just to take off the edge. It doesn't sound good, I know, but believe me, it isn't bad at all!I savored it and then let a little saliva run from my mouth down to my fingers, so I could work it around the cock. I know she was probably wet enough, but I wanted to make sure. She didn't mind at all when I got on my knees behind her, pulling. As I said before she truly deserved the title of Princess of Cum. She would swallow, play, rub, and sometimes swap cum with other tasty beauties. And, she always seemed to enjoy it, immensely. She came off like she liked to fuck, and she clearly enjoyed women, too.But, of course, she also looked amazing. Her sexy brown skin, long, luscious, long black hair, beautiful brown eyes, sexy smile, hot as fuck, long legs, her sexy, hairy bush, killer round ass, and beautiful boobs were a gift from. ..”, but they really only said it in an effort to fill the conversational void that telling someone that you rode a bike for a living usually created.Now my life had taken a turn for the, well, I’m not sure what it had taken a turn toward ... I mean on one hand I was all for whatever was happening. I mean, come on, who wouldn’t be, right? On the other hand, I was worried. What was I getting myself into? How would this turn out in the end? Could I really keep five women happy, even accounting.