‘Yes, yes, yes!’ The powerful muscles of her vulva gripped him tightly, as she slid up and down along his veiny length, and her fingers, squeezed ...nd plucked at her swollen clitoris. She arched her spine, head thrown back, eyes closed, as she pleasured herself. Little grunts came from her slack, half-open mouth. ‘Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh…’ Suddenly, with a loud groan, Mike shot his load into her clasping sheath, his hips pumping upward, as he jettisoned his creamy jism, finally relieving the. “Oh my God!” Carl muffled to himself. Staring at his mercy was Petra’s pink cunt. Quite clearly wet, the clitoris was slightly exposed over the vagina and her pussy lips were guarding her pussy either side. Carl ‘the bastard’ still wasn’t going to make it easy for Petra. He started kissing. Kissing the inside of Petra’s leg, very close to her wet, swelled up twat. Petra emitted out a cry or a moan. Did she orgasm? Carl wasn’t sure, but he carried on kissing side to side, kissing everything BUT. "Before that we are going to need to find a place to park it after you drop us, if it goes down that way," I said. "If he calls out for girls, we will go. Sylvia, you will have to trace the call and cancel the girls," I said."If we go for a club pick up we will have to find out where he is going in advance in order to be there," I said aloud. "Sylvia can you bug one of the rooms and make sure he goes into it." No, they may sweep the room. If that happens, we will tip our hand and the operation. Mrs.?Who is this?"-Me "This is Ms. Sullivan."-Ms. Sullivan "Ok ill tell her."-Me "Thanks, bye."-Ms. Sullivan "Bye."-Me I put the phone down "Well now that that is out of the way time to do what I have been wanting to do for months!"-Me I got my phone and looked through my pictures. I found the right one, the picture was a picture of Elliot in a bikini. I stared at it for a moment then I looked down, an erection was building up. I instantly pulled down my jeans and boxers and jumped on my bed. I.