I dressed in my usual jeans, cowboy shirt, long socks and boots. I unlocked my gun cabinet and got my Colt, strapping it around my waist. Rosalia wore...her painted on jeans and tank top t-shirt covered by the light blue blouse. She finished with ankle socks and her tennis shoes. I grabbed my keys and cowboy hat as we walked out the door and headed to Angel’s.Angel opened the door holding a cup of coffee saying she was waiting for April. It seemed April was not a morning person and was slow to. I came in her mouth only..She drank every drop of my cum and cleanly sucked my penis.We both were exhausted..I hugged her tightly and was sleeping. She told she haven’t had sex for past one year coz of pregnancy and baby..She is waiting to have sex..She wanted my thick long penis to enter her pussy.. Hearing her words my penis started to get hard again.I kissed her again on lips and started to kiss on her whole body..I kissed her neck,boobs, stomach, naval, thighs.She was moaning slowly and. She was wet down below in anticipation…Her home came and they went to her flat. She opened the door…They switched on the AC and lights.Sandy grabbed hold of Neha and gave her a bone crushing hug and wet sloppy kiss. Neha eagerly kissed him back. Sandy’s hands travelled over her naked back. Her skin was soft and wet from the sweat. The smell of her perfume and sweat intermingled and formed a heady combination. Sandy tugged at the threads of her Choli . Fortunately the threads did not get. The trip to Elizabeth was less than an ordeal, but only because I had the trip home from Brooklyn for comparison. Francine told me more than I wanted to know about Hollywood. Fortunately I was able to divert her to a subject I gave a shit about—clothing construction. I learned a lot about fabric weave and thread types. I would never have thought to check to see whether the color of the stitching matched the color of the cloth. If it did not, it was a reliable sign of cheap construction,.