Soon her was down between her thighs, pushed her dress up and pulling her soaked panties to one side. He lapped at her shaven pussy and revelled in th... intense taste of her cunt juices oozing out of her. Her hands moved to the back of his head and she pulled him into her deeper, grinding herself at his unyielding tongue. He pulled away briefly to talk. “So, tell me how you imagine the black boys would fuck you.” He said, before going back to work on her pussy. Uncle Mike was an expert pussy. Mark wrapped his arms around my waist and dragged me out of the courtroom with Elizabeth tugging on my arm urgently."He's not worth it," she said loudly. I appreciated the sentiment but I was pretty certain that Scarborough was unconscious at that point.Those were the last words Elizabeth spoke until we were almost at the hospital."He saved my life," she said in a small voice. "When Paul charged into the room, I saw you jump over the railing. You knew he was coming for me and you went to stop. Ride the plateau. Earn it.The access door creaked open.Fuck.A figure stepped out from beyond the shadows of the door in a performatively non-threatening manner, arms held out to the sides, feet slightly spread.Lena felt more curious than frightened. Fire engines and car alarms wailed from the streets, flames licked up the Williamsburg Bank Tower across the river: the roof was safer than the rest of the world.He stepped out from the doorway. The shadow of his cock slithered across the rooftop. “Good start. Tell me more.”I positioned her in every suggestive position I could think of and instinctively knew she needed to reveal more, so I told her, “Lose the corset. I want more skin.”Marika unhooked the garment, letting it drop to the floor before she kicked it aside. It was as if she was a completely different person in front of the camera. I continued to click away as she maneuvered herself into different positions like the professional model she was.After about a half hour, she.