She lies panting on my lap dripping cum over me. “Wow," she says, “That spanking lit my pussy on fire.” I look across and see that Kate has been...watching us. She sees me looking at her and asks, “My turn now?” smiling sweetly. “Sure is. Come here, baby.” “Janice take Kate’s place and show me how you pleasure yourself.” No sooner is she off my lap than Kate has positioned herself on it. She sits facing me with her pussy placed against my erect cock. She wraps her legs around my body and pulls. ' you tell me. i say your welcome and that you did well. and that its now my turn. you see the devilish grin and get concerned that you might miss your bus in 3 days. 'oh well,' you think 'fuck it, id stay here fucking her forever if shed let me.' as you rest some more, i get up again and go back out into the kitchen. i come back with a small plate and all you see is that theres something yellow on it. you try to tip your head up to see, but i say its a surprise and to lay back. i put the. Not once have I ever mixed business with pleasure, but on a recent trip to South Texas in a small town, I got to experience the best of both worlds.I like Hispanic women, always have. There is something very special about the dark hair, the dark skin tones and that sultry look that gets to me. You couple that with a Spanish flavor to the language and I am hooked.Maria Lopez was my point of contact for a small clothing boutique in a small south-central Texas town. On the phone, she was very. Minutes, hours. We stopped a few times, I heard the car door open and shut, and each time I hoped he would come back here, open the boot, show a crack of light, some compassion for his girl, locked up like a piece of luggage. He didnt. Instead he visited a shop, or a petrol station, or a friend, god knows. And I was left alone, curled up, bumped around, and feeling more lost than I ever had not knowing directions. I eventually gave up hope. It must have been hours. I stopped thinking every.