" My Ursula is in the Caucasus?" That's right." Nonchalantly, she held out her empty coaster. Be an angel and freshen me up, then I'll go and get chan...ed." And these men who you'd met on the train," he stuttered, "what line of work are they in, may I ask?" They're people smugglers. They specialise in sex workers."The old man stood up, shaken by the news that his wife of 30 years had been kidnapped. "And what exactly is...is Ursula doing now in Baku?"Bella shrugged. "Search me. I'd say they've. There was no visible evidence of his purchase but Martine had a pretty good idea what he had bought (and I suppose you have as well!). He drove out onto the main road, through the town before taking a left turn out and pretty soon they were out of the town and into the trees. It was still a beautiful sunny day but whereas the weather would have been opressive in the city at this time, out here in the forest it was fresh and green. They drove in silnce for a time and then his hand settled on. Fuck... me... Ohhh... God!" Jessie's cries were muffled in the pillow as she panted out each word on the forward thrust of my cock. Her pussy kept getting hotter and wetter as I continued my relentless hammering until she was moaning and screaming that she was going to cum. Okay, I lied before. This was really my dream come true; making my sister cum. I wanted her to have the biggest orgasm she'd ever had. I keep up the furious pace, driving my cock into her sopping pussy until she pushed back. It did not take long for me to feel my orgasm build and I soon exploded all over his wifes face as she tried to lick every drop. She then got back up on the seat in front of me and spread her legs to give me good access to her wet pussy. I began licking the juices from her pussy lips and she parted them with her hands to give me better access to her slit. I ran my tongue up and down between her puffy mounds and stopped to suck lightly on her clit just enough to make her start to quiver and.