”“So?”“Well, if I haven’t convinced you before, what makes you think this time will be different?”“I just need to hear it,” I say. It�...�s pathetic.“Of course, you’re beautiful.”“Thanks.” I don’t push him. It’ll just make him mad. I’ve run out his patience. And it’s not him. He says I’m pretty all the time. The problem is me. I know it’s me. The words all bounce off me. Am I beautiful? Beautiful like Reyna? Her dark skin and dark hair. Her thin face and full figure. Would Carl trade me for her? Of. She told me to strip and then she got naked. She laid on the bed and opened her legs. I got a very strong musky smell and realised that her pubic hair was a bit matted. She told me that she had fucked two guys this morning before getting onto the bus to the airport. She hadn’t washed and their cum was still in and around her pussy. She told me to get closer and smell her and then ordered me to lick her pussy. There was an odd taste and smell but I licked her until she orgasmed. She then told me. I looked into the other room to see what the other three women were doing. Mandy was now fisting Helen, and Kathy was sitting on Helen's face. I so wanted to go and join them but they looked happy enough and sounded like they was lost in their pleasures. Turning back to the bed Jess was grinding down hard on Ken’s cock, and thrusting against Dave’s. “Fuck I’m cumming,” she grunted still with Dan’s cock against her mouth. I could see her body tense up, and I moved closer taking one of her. She then started grunting, barely audibly, “Loving…” as she dragged her self upwards and then as the base line thumped in she slammed herself down as she yelped “…it”. Over and over again: Up: “Loving…”; Down: “…it”. Up: “Loving…”; Down: “…it”. Up: “Loving…”; Down: “…it”. By now I was grunting too with the effort and concentration. I put my hands on her buttocks and thrust my pelvis up as she sank down. That got her attention and she looked at me through the mirror again. She winked and smiled.