” Brianna didn’t answer, and just moved her head down to kiss me deeply, her tongue doing some serious exploration of my mouth.Brianna took the we...ght on her elbows, and began to take the tiniest bit more of my cock inside herself with her gentle thrusting, and looking me in the eyes, she said, “Deeper?” I nodded, but she just kept moving the same way, taking no more, smiling so mischievously as she pleasured herself with my unyielding cock.“Faster?” she said, her pretty eyes sparkling, as she. The next building was a squat, dirty green two-story with grimy windows and a smell half-way between second-hand semen and a spilled bottle of cheap perfume, the sort someone might use to disguise a cesspool.Two or three Mexican women with furtive eyes were stringing fresh-washed sheets on a line.The taxista went up to one of them and asked if this was La Casa de Los Angeles."Si." The woman, swarthy with the high cheekbones that revealed much Indian blood, walked away and began to hang laundry. I never wear panties so that was sure no problem. I was touching myself thinking about Jen and her husband when I felt someone sit down next to me in the booth. I looked up and there sat a very nice looking man. I would say he was probably in his late 30's to early 40's. With my hand still between my legs I smiled at him. He smiled back and simply said, "I see you started without me, Would you like me to help you finish?" I just smiled, at this point I was so Horny I would fuck anything with a. I shook my head yes and she pointed over to the side and said come stand there.She started the belt again and called one of the men to replace her there. She said something to him and came over to me. She picked up my purse and then told me to grab my other things. She told me to come with her, she walked over to a table on the side. She stood in front of me on one side as I stood oppisit of her. She asked me if she could look into my purse, if I was to say "no" she would have to dump it out on.