.because if you didn't... you really won't like what I'm going to do to you. You've never had anything in your ass before? Nothing at all not a finger...nothing?" I asked her as I pounded away. All she did was cover her face and cry. every time I try to touch her tits she pushed my hands away. I slapped her face and then put both of my hands around her throat and began to strangle her. There she was. Period been dressed in the bottom half of a schoolgirl outfit enough makeup on to doll up 10. I kissed my way around and finally to the lower part of her slit. I gently parted her lips with my tongue, just barely, for more intimate torture. Her moans were exquisite! I sucked up her drops of anticipation as I licked up toward her clit, they were drops of ambrosia.Next, I licked back down but I actually penetrated her labia totally enjoying her response. Her hips rose off the bed trying to impale herself on my tongue. Instead, as I licked up to her clit, I inserted first one finger then. “What? I was enjoying the show, don’t blame me!” Dean said innocently, cracking us all up.Our contact, Rafael Reinaldo, was dressed in a comfortable-looking linen suit, a straw hat and a walking stick, looking every bit the Caribbean gentleman. He seemed happy to be there and even happier to meet us, bending over Wendy’s hand like a courtier. Hmm ... I was going to have to try that someday, based on Wendy’s blush.“Welcome, welcome to beautiful Costa Rica. Miss Larson, I spoke to your father. She didn’t notice any of these perverts. She was very shy and introverted.My father had a business in an Arab country and mom was a teacher. We lived happily because we had enough money. But all the things changed when a news came. My father was caught by Arab police over some business fraud. We all were in a sad mood. He was arrested for his lifetime.Days passed by, we struggled for money. But after some months everything became stabilized. I joined college and stayed at a hostel. I felt that.