"Hell?" He shrugged. "It's nice, you'll like it."He drove us right into the city. Everything was made from some weird black rock that was veined with ...rimson, like fancy marble from Italy. Except it wasn't chiseled or cut, it looked like it was smooth and shiny and wax-like, rising up in tall spindly spires, like great tongues of black flame. I thought it was pretty intense.We pulled up to a door and Elvis waved as I got out. "Hey aren't you coming?" I asked him."Me? No, I gotta get back to. Robinson warned "Here it comes", and then my first load ejaculated into Gabrielle's mouth.Her eyes flew open as it hit the back of her throat, and then she was desperately swallowing as jet after jet poured out of me.After the third jet, her timing was off and she gagged, but Mrs. Robinson held her head tight around my rod as every spurt filled up her mouth and started to dribble out between her lips.Gabrielle finally backed away and my final shot splattered against her cheek. She sat back on. . and my work is bearing its fruits, you moan already loudly and the already wet pussy is now dribbling with your sweet juices. - " lick me now my slave, make me cum with your tounge" - i happily oblige and let my tounge travel from your thigh to your wet pussy.. the frst taste of you for the day is sooo amazing. its sweet and clear.. my tounge travels all over you from the little tight entrance of your arse to your pussy and to yur clit. it is soo hard and your moans get louder adn louder,. They both seemed kind of square and very focusedon studying. And though that was counter to his normal living situation,for this predicament he found himself in, that was exactly what he waslooking for.The house was the exact opposite of the Party Zone Casa. It wasextremely clean and well furnished and there was no mistaking that girlslive there. There were lots of flowers and plants and art on the wallswith pictures of girls in dresses sitting outside European cafes.But Travis was happy.