Please........stop,'' I moaned loudly.But he wouldn't. He kept going, bringing me to another orgasm quick and fast. My breathing was erratic and I was...grabbing at the sheets as he kept flicking my clit, fingering my pussy and tweaking my nipples. It wasn't long after that I passed out with the best orgasm ever.*28th December*I woke up not knowing where I was. Then I remembered what happened last night and a veil of shame came over me as I realized that I was still naked in his bed. John came in. I held the sari up with one hand and my other hand was toying with my nipple.He looked up at me, “Nice choice of panties, baby girl”, he said as he smiled. I smiled back, “Mmmm, you like it, daddy?”.“Oh yeah, I love it”, he said as he freed my hard cock from the side. He stroked it a couple of times and then started sucking it. I was in heaven by now and I could only think how amazing it will be when he’ll be really pumping my ass. I suppose he realized it too. After sucking me for a few. She crossed herself frantically.Brigitte moaned. All appetite had gone. With her head down she walked out of the kitchen. She climbed the stairs to her small, empty room. She fell on the bed. Hot tears pushed against her eyes. Why had the woman acted so weird? Their contacts had been positively friendly up to now. She did not understand. Then again, what was there to understand? Was it because of lesbianism? It was a mortal sin in the Roman Catholic Church. But she had just kissed her cheeks.. Disgusting sewer-pig and Piss loving filth-whore as a couple. Eve brought her knees up and spread her thighs slightly. The urine was perhaps three inches deep and it lapped in little waves between her naked thighs and washed onto her pussy which was gaping open due to her sexual excitement. She looked down between her spread thighs, and watched a dead, bloated blowfly which, in the heat of the day, had been attracted to the stinking filth of the urinal, and had drowned so that its filthy body.