Dad (my nick name )cant we at least get some free drink tokens ,then my wife voice rang out tell you wot girls show me your tits or ass and i will mak... sure you get afree drink ,they all new shell as my lady it was the black girl flicked her skirt to show her thong ,even shell could not help but pat it. off they went shot tokens waving and my wife looking ,every bit sexy in just a short skirt long boots and a open backed waist coat with no bra ,after watching her dance the night away and. 'The thought of Megan with my dog made my cock twitch again as she continued blowing me. But I wanted to feel the sweet warmth of her pussy around my cock now. I reluctantly pulled her away and laid her back on the softness of the bearskin rug.I had to peal down the remainder of her black dress, then literally ripped her panties off. She'd have to go home without them tonight. There she lay, with only her crotchless pantyhose to wear. I admired her for a moment, then began ripping my shirt off,. He put his lips to her ear as his hand roughly grabbed her pussy. He pinched viciously at her cunt."You try to leave here and I'll beat the shit out of you!" Ray whispered hoarsely. "We made a deal. I don't know what the hell you expected. I asked you to be my hostess, to look after special customers. I've got a quarter of a million dollars riding on a deal with these two men. You blow this for me and I'll beat it all out of your hide--every cent of it!"The brunette looked up at his deadly. I can feel it. That is her hand upon my erect flesh, stroking me. It is not my hand. And that is my tongue now exploring her moist and hidden recesses, not her own hand or some object penetrating her. That is my mouth, those are my lips sucking her labia into my mouth, caressing them with my tongue. That is my tongue drawing designs upon her clitoris, writing letter by letter upon it to spell out my silent messages to her. I have no need for words as my tongue writes my story upon her body.She.