" Certainly, my lord. But I am only a poor gypsy woman trying to make a living." Your accent? Where are you from?" Her Italian was heavily accented."I...have been in many places, Hungary, Austria, Bavaria, Switzerland. Now that I am getting old I thought I would try sunny Italy." Pardon me, but you do not look old."She gave me a sly smile "Thank you, kind sir, but I am now over seventy."I studied her. Something seemed to be wrong. The gypsy woman was obviously old, but her white hair gleamed. Her. My ass was in the air as I leaned over and bobbed my head up and down on his sweet black meat. I felt something behind me and before I could turn around a cock slid up my slippery cunt and bottomed out.I yelped, not from pain, but from surprise.Tony yelled, “Hey man! What the fuck you doin?”“What? I’m fucking this bitch, what you think I’m doin?”“No fucking, only blow jobs.”“Christ, man. Nobody told me. Besides I couldn’t wait.”“I looked up at Tony. The guy was still buried deep inside of me. I. I was moving my body, really trying to ease the pain of his invasive thrusts, but this in fact only adding pleasure to his enjoyment.Meanwhile that black man continued to fuck me with a powerful action, plunging deep into the bottom of my warm wet cave.Then I realized that my full body was betraying me; it was reacting to his onslaught.."Cum now, little bitch… you cannot resist me anymore, I know it…”Then that brutal black man sank his hard cock into my stretched sex and I lifted my hips to. Alison reached out and slowly peeled Sarah’s panties down to the bend in her knees, and then completely removed her own. She wadded them up and reached forward and placed them in Sarah’s mouth: “You’ll probably need to use those to keep quiet.” Alison took her free hand and ran it from the small of Sarah’s back and down to her cheek, squeezing it, feeling the soft flesh in her hand and fingers. She reached beside her for the item, a ruler, that she had gotten from her desk and began to rub the.