“Can you feel that, Kitten? I want to put my rock hard cock inside you. I want to fuck you.” I hoped he would, secretly. The more rational part ho...ed he would get it over with and leave. His fingers curled inside me, moving back and forth. My body responded, growing hotter. The pain of his fingers were driving me lustfully insane. “That’s right, Kitten. I can feel your wetness on my fingers. You’re growing hot for me. You love what I’m doing. Don’t you, Kitten.” He grinded against me again,. Realizing that other neighbors could see her, she ran into her house and Bruno followed her.She sat on her couch and widely spread her legs apart. Bruno immediately thrust his long, dog tongue against her spread wet, shaved pussy. “God, it feels so good,” Erica thought, as she held his large black head against her moist pussy. Bruno’s tongue licked hungrily at her wet cunt. “Mmm, yes, oh God, yes” she moaned as her climax hit her. Bruno could smell her excitement and licked even faster. Erica’s. He smiled and scooped more of his warm seed from your face, alternately feeding you, then himself. This was making your juices start flowing quickly again and you slipped a hand under you and started masturbating yourself. He quickly caught onto your actions and continued to clean you but now only fed himself. Finally your face was clean, minus some still in your hair. He stood and you were shocked to see him hard again. "Please use me rather than your fingers" he asked. You layed back onto the. After a day of beating our heads against the wall, I still did not know ‘Susan’s’ name. I had an almost complete list of the guests. My optimism was high, although sleep came with more difficulty Sunday night. Work was torture on Monday. I could not get my mind off ‘Susan’ and all I had was a list of names of couples and the hope that one of those couples would know who ‘Susan’ really was. I am sure Mel had much to forgive in my work that day! I could hardly wait until the end of the work day..