I told her I would be a bit painful for her as it was her first time…………she said that she didn’t care anything and was ready for anything fo... me to enter her………. I slid the tip of my cock in front of her cunt, I suddnely got an idea, instead of my cock I put my lips there and started sucking her clit like hell………….she was moaning like herll……..Virtually speaking. She was shouting………….like ” u bastard, come on………………….. more…………..more………..some………..onnnnnnnnnnnnnn, I need more, and finally she. As soon as they entered into the room, the light intensity diminished and a strangely dressed woman appeared, standing on the stage-like table. She was beautiful beyond description. Her hair was very black and it went down to her waist. Her complexion was olive in colour and her face was sort of oval with wide green eyes and long eyelashes. Never before had Vincent seen such a woman. The high cheekbones combined with her thick moist-looking lips gave her a sensual look that was hard to. I closed my eyes again.Almost immediately, someone was calling my name. "John? John? Open your eyes."I managed to open them again. This time the one-to-six people over me was a grey-bearded black guy. He voice was still distorted, but it was more English than gibberish."Very good!" He nodded. "Ok, John, do you understand what I'm saying?" I started to speak and got the pain spikes again. I tried to nod, but that was even worst. "Ok. Let try this: squeeze my hand once." I wasn't even sure where. I think sex must be like crack cocaine. It's instantly addictive. I had no idea how good I could feel. If I'd have known I'd have been having sex for years." But you can't let some boy paw you," I moaned."Why not? It's so much fun!" she beamed."Boys don't know shit about making a woman feel good," I said."Well, I suppose you're right," she said. She shrugged her shoulders. "I guess if they do it enough, though, they'll get better. Maybe I should get a different boy to suck my pussy every day,.