‘Uh, please tell me your fucking with me.’ I tell her. ‘I am, I just had to do that.’ Ashley says, breaking out into a laugh. ‘Damn, I was h...ping you were.’ I say jokingly. ‘You were?’ Ashley asks. ‘Got you!’ I responded. ‘You are an ass.’ Ashley says, breaking into even louder laughter. We both share a laugh and continue chatting. ‘Listen, I want you do to me a favor.’ Ashley tells me. ‘Sure, what’s up?’ I ask. ‘Well, you know who Brenda Song is right?’ She asks. ‘Yes, of course.’ I say.. While fucking my face with such piece of cock, he leaned and I felt his hand taking care of my bare buttocks. Then one of his thick fingers entered my very tight rear entrance.His finger easily slipped in and I moaned as he shoved it all the way in. Then he started finger-fucking my butthole with rapid strokes. One finger wasn’t enough; he soon shoved a second and then a third finger up my ass. Fucking it intensely he was stretching it and making it more ready for each thrust. Meanwhile, he was. She sat down at our table with a confidence far beyond her fifteen years and smiled at me,"Well?" Well what?" Is that better?" Is what better?" I've pulled my skirt up, took my bra off and my panties are in my purse" Cross your legs" My stocking tops will show" Yes" I grinned, "I know"She did as I asked and then smiled over my shoulder,"There's a man behind you looking at me" What can he see?" Just the top of one stocking" Not your cunt?"I thought she was about to choke as she coughed, but I'd. I sat up, and rather than help her pull it off, I grabbed her nightshirt and ripped it open, exposing her bodacious ebony tits to the predawn light. She looked at me with wide eyes, shocked by my aggression but also turned on. My lips enveloped one of her nipples, my palm obscuring the other.Elise moaned as I fondled her breasts, bullying her tender flesh with my fingers and tongue. Her long tail twisted and writhed and she covered her face with her arms. It seems that without alcohol, she.