Ilike that Genie, I really do. What pretty eyes you have.”My belt had become unbuckled, and my jeans were slidingdown over my ass, taking my und...rwear with them. Coolhands, experienced hands, eased the burning of my younggenitals with their touch.“I’ve never done that before.” I heard Genie say.“Really? Charlene always sucks my cock for me. It lets aguy know you want to please him. Do you want to pleaseme, Genie?”“Yes please.” My girlfriend. ’ ‘Si, Contessa. They landed half an hour ago. I have verified that they are the couple in the photos. There were some questions with Customs, but the agent they spoke to confirmed that they answered his questions satisfactorily and their baggage was allowed through. They’re at the car rental kiosk now. I’ll have their plate number and photos of the vehicle sent to your local police once I can obtain the information.’ She took a fourth drag of the cigarette, tamping it out, and lighting. Marsha then bent to put them in the washing machine before straightening up and turning to see Mark's erection. "Well, you like looking at Marsha's big ass I see," she giggled."Yes, I certainly do," replied Mark."How about we play trains for a moment and then we fuck?" beamed Marsha, although Mark did not initially understand what she meant. He did when Marsha approached him and then turned and thrust her backside back against his penis and then started grinding. Mark kissed the back of her. "Sorry, but I'll need that signature in blood. It's traditional."I stood staring at him in shock. Was this the devil? Was he asking me to sell my soul for an eternity of damnation? Sure, I was not certain about this heaven and hell thing, but could I in all consciousness actually sign away my immortal soul?He saw me hesitate and sighed. "Look, champ, you have two options. Either sign on the dotted line, or go home and fuck your mom and that sweet piece of ass of a sister of yours. Either way,.