The whole time I just watched her. I watched her lean backwards so the onlookers could see her face contort, so they could se how hard her nipples wer... around her perfectly expensive tits.When she came, she was loud. I would ask her to get louder. I would ask her if they were watching since my back was towards them. I would ask her if she was enjoying herself.I eventually flipped her around and fucked her from behind so hard she was screaming. I still couldn’t see where the eyes were behind me. Jill shook her head, finding it very hard to adjust the past few days. And today had been perhaps the oddest of all, what with her lapsed memory, the magical Hans Christian Andersen atmosphere of Tivoli, and now this extraordinary Club 33. Nobody back home would ever believe her if she told them about this place; they thought they were being pretty wild when they smoked a little grass and drank a case of beer in someone's beachhouse. In fact, the twenty-two year old had a hard time believing. She resisted in a low voice no dear, no dear later it ends…I moved my mouth towards my sheen chechis pussy and kissed it. She moaned…. I started licking it……. I was bit confused in finding clitoris my chechis cunt but i got it. It was like a small peanut. I took in my mouth and my tongue played magic there. She was wet more than before, the pussy becomes so hot and more and more wet. I drunk all the juice, all the wetness. My face was full with my chechis cream. Then I slowly widen her legs. I know I was not the only one.I can distinctly recall one day in what seems like a so very distant past, yet so fresh in my mind. Helene walked up to me or shall we say sauntered up to me with a file in her hand. She held out the file to me before speaking."File this for me, please." She said in her seductive voice. Her speech and mannerisms were befitting of a woman of her stature.I paused for a moment and tried to look her in the eye. I could not help but glance down first to her full bosom.