Now it was my turn, I pulled her face and sucking her lips wild and my tongue was all over her mouth and lips enjoying her sweet taste. I took her shi...t and bra. Hmmm that was seventh heaven. The smell of her perfume mixed with sweat plus red bull and vodka is doing the job very well. Meanwhile she reached for my Johnny who is almost ready. She started playing with it and looked at my face and gave a naughty smile and said hmm hairy huh… I couldn’t shave for always most a week.She went down and. He started undressing me, removing my clothes, we started making out and he laid me down on a pile of sacks of rice and flour, next to some boxes and pallets. He spread my legs open, eating out my shaved pussy and fingering me. When I was wet enough, he unzipped his pants, positioned himself between my legs, pressed his hands down on my shoulders and pushed his cock inside of me. He started off at a slow pace but then gradually picked up speed, thrusting in and out of me. While fucking me, he. ”You shove your hand in my pussy again, and pull out several wet fingers. “Don’t believe me? Here lick my fingers clean, bitch!” I tremble with fear, as I do what I am told, my hot tongue darting out to lick my sweet cream off of your long fingers. You groan, as you feel my tongue rasping over your fingers. You, too, are so excited, that you are finding it hard to stay in character.“See bitch? So you can’t lie to me and say that you don’t want my big throbbing meat pole to be stuck to it’s root. “Go ahead,” countered Katie. “If I don’t like them, I’ll book us into the most romantic suite on the Riverwalk. My lust will not be denied!”Cile laughed again and continued to tease Katie, “What if all you get is a Vienna Sausage? Where will your lust be then? You haven’t seen the merchandise yet, remember?”Katie countered, “Unlike my cousin, I am not a size-queen. Plus, I may not have seen the merchandise, but I have felt it against me, and it will be more than adequate for the purposes I have.