The gentle contrast between the overall tone of her skin and the slightly lighter shades of the palms of her delicate, well manicured hands with pale ...aint on her nails was an extra draw as I lust after coloured girls of every hue. As we aimed to meet the others and were off camera, I whispered to her how much I had enjoyed her personal tour with my arm round her waist until I briefly dropped it over her wide butt. She gave me a blistering look and hissed.“Don’t fucking touch the goods mister.. He sat me down and began removing his cloths carefully folding them so the would not get wrinkled. When he was naked he sat next to me and felt my tits and my pussy. "You poor thing. I bet you really need a good fucking." yessssss" I said in a near whisper. I was so turned on right then. He pushed me back and spread my legs. As soon as his dick touched me I started to cum. I had orgasm after orgasm. He was pumping into me really rough. The way I like it. I felt him grab one of my fingers. My. Easy." Marty's confidence, and his taunt, swayed John againsthis better judgment.The old woman smiled to herself as the two boys walked casuallyaround the ticket booth. She knew what they were up to.**********Marty pulled on his trunks and shut the locker, pocketing the key."I told you so," he grinned. "Piece of cake."John felt a twinge of foreboding. "I don't know. There'ssomething about that old woman."Marty shook his head. "What's she going to do? Toss us out?"He started toward the door,. They were celebrities so damn successful that it's hard to think of them as even being humans on the same plain as most...it's even harder to think of them as being lesser.Yet despite that belief, all women simply have to be given their star power from somewhere, be it the established hitmakers who have been around for what feels like forever, like your Rihannas, or even Disney veterans like Demi or Selena, to the new rising talent - the Billie Eilishes and Doja Cats of the world. Success.