The filthiest homeless man in the city still smells better than some well-dressed and gainfully employed women's pussies when they haven't showered in...a few hours. I'm speaking from experience, my friends. Anyhow, I gave Fadheela-Anisah's pussy a thorough licking. I fingered her pussy and had her moaning my name in Arabic and English like there was no tomorrow. I guess I was doing a good job. With women, you just never know. Bitches fake it so damn much. Not that I care. After licking. Bock to find out just what was going on at this odd clinic. She had assumed the name of Angelica Carlisle and posed as a married woman who was planning on starting a family and wanted to get a checkup. She had returned from her visit yesterday subdued and to Robert's surprise, did not want to make love that night. She hadn't said much about what happened, just that the doctor wanted to see her again today with her "husband." So here he was.As Robert watched the traffic in and out of the same. "Like this..."I leaned back a little, holding my hands up and out of the way while she laid her body over my thighs. With my legs only slightly apart, her ass was presented nicely. She placed her hands palms down about a foot apart on the floor. Her knees were bent a little and her toes were bent under."Of course you could have me over one thigh and lock the other one over my legs to keep me in place, but that's probably better if you wanted to really spank me." You mean like a proper. ”Mona sighed as she unzipped Tony’s jeans, reached inside, and fished out his cock. It was already semi-hard, as she began sliding her hand up and down the shaft, spending extra time rubbing the head with every upward stroke. After a minute or so of pumping his dick, Mona leaned over, sucked Tony’s prick into her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down on his pole, as Tony closed his eyes and moaned his pleasure. Once Tony’s rigid pole was in her mouth, Mona stopped using her hand on his.