He reached down and grabbed his cock, lifting it up so I could get to both of his big balls easily. I licked and sucked on them eagerly but gently a...d he handed me back the towel for some more spray. I sprayed some on it for him and handed it back to him as he moved slightly forward on the chair, allowing my tongue to get close to his asshole. He took a deep whiff this time and pulled his pants down further so he could spread his hair covered legs. I grabbed the towel and took a nice hit. She was shocked with my behaviour and tried to hit me and I pushed her again and locked the door, she started crying and shouting I told her to keep quite in an angry manner and she stopped I told her that I want to talk to you and I only want to talk to u and she was she said what? And it is not the way to ask to talk and I said you were not the person to be respected u and your mom an prostitutes and bitches and she again got angry and attacked me and I slapped her and showed her the video.I. She was clearly having difficulties with her husband and although she loved him, the difficulties were getting in the way. She had two daughters who were growing up fast so there were many pleasures in her life but also the concerns that go with teenage girls, such as careers, boyfriends, university. She was open with her girls and discussed most things but not her marriage difficulties. We had empathy from the start and our conversations started to cover all topics. She had shied away from. The next building was a squat, dirty green two-story with grimy windows and a smell half-way between second-hand semen and a spilled bottle of cheap perfume, the sort someone might use to disguise a cesspool.Two or three Mexican women with furtive eyes were stringing fresh-washed sheets on a line.The taxista went up to one of them and asked if this was La Casa de Los Angeles."Si." The woman, swarthy with the high cheekbones that revealed much Indian blood, walked away and began to hang laundry.