I’ve had more sex in the past few days to last me forever. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”Vicky: “Are you saying you don’t w...nt it anymore?”Karla: “No, I didn’t say that! Taking black cock has been the best sexual satisfaction I have ever had. I don’t think I could stop now. I won’t stop now. I’m just saying it’s too much at once. He doesn’t give us time to heal and rest before he has us at it all again. And last night…we were fucked by a shit load of old guys, followed by 12. You not use our shampoo. You use different.” I told him I use the usual over the counter Garnier full and plush shampoo. He then grabbed a lock of my hair and smelled it again and abruptly said “…no, it is not your shampoo. It must be your soap.” Once again I mentioned that I use the regular St. Ives Pink Lemon. Apparently, he never heard of any of these simple brands. He then stopped down a bit to smell my neck and for some reason I kinda sort of let him by stretching it out as much as I could. My plan was working. i lured him upstairs to his room. i closed the door. "now that i have you all alone..." i kissed his cheeks then his heart shaped lips. he slapped my ass hard. "you look so fucking sexy in that dress" he slowly stared me up and down."thank you" i said. "tonight is all about you" he said putting his hands on my face and kissing my lips. "but its your birthday" i said confused "i don't give a fuck. your pleasure is my pleasure" he said. lloyd picked me up and sat me on his. And the fact that I am driving a van and I was high enough no one could see in really turned me on. I never did make it the full five minutes on each setting I would end up turning it off before the minutes were up because it was getting to hard to concentrate. I was really thrilled and could really feel the excitement when ever I pulled up next to a good looking guys or better yet guys. The feelings that were building up inside me were almost giving me an orgasm even.