" You cheat," Ximena said, holding out a hand. A moment later, a pair of scissors materialized in it, and she quickly slit the sides of the redhead's ...op. The scissors faded from view as quickly as the falling scraps of fabric."Not my sweatshirt," Shelly moaned, and then caught herself as Ximena smirked. "I know; it wasn't real clothing. I'm just still getting used to this, okay?" Only the thought that it was all fake and the real sweatshirt was still in place kept her from cringing under the. She continued to suck me as I came, drops of my fluid leaking from her mouth and onto her breasts to then be washed away by the shower. As my cock finished pumping, she held me inside her a little longer, then released me. Still heatedly masturbating, she stood up, took hold of my softening penis, and whispered in my ear.“You better not stay like this for long.”“Why not? I asked.”“Because I need it inside of me,” she responded, and I followed her gaze to where she now was pushing two fingers. Then he realized what she had said; Yusuf-perfect, a Muslim name, but his intelligent, searching eyes fixed upon the gold Christian cross around her neck. Then Zaid stretched to look at her delectably shaped bottom flaunted by a short, clinging skirt and he thought it the most delightful he had ever seen. She looked at him and self-consciously fingered her cross necklace understanding Zaid's unspoken question. Though she assumed that the shopkeeper was probably married too, old enough to be her. > You are very excited to see what happens next. Undress for me...you peel off all your clothes and when you finally pull down your panties I can almost taste your gorgeous body. I start by sitting you down on the sofa with your legs spread wide, I sink down on my knees between your legs while you look into the mirror and see my wet tongue start to glide up and down your pussy making you all nice and wet!You watch as my tongue slides up and down your wet slit giving you a serious tongue bath..