Her pussy was in between the bushes. I put my finger in the bushes and searched for her love hole. I got it. I started licking it from down to up. She...was enjoying it and said “ohhh yaaaa. Comm on babby. You’re doing sooo good, hmmm yaaa”. I tounge fucked her. I rubbed her clit vigorously to which she splashed her cum on my face while licking her labia. It tasted good.After that she got up and undressed me. She laid me on the bed and came on me. She gave a hot kiss on my lips and caught my 7. " Do you want me to spit on you?" You despise me, and for a dollar you can spit on me."The girl says these last words with a conviction that defies rebuttal. It is this last comment that causes Fuller to stop breathing. It isn't the words. The words are innocent. Spoken out loud on a street corner where vulgar sexual profanities are frequently shouted. No, it isn't the words. It is the implication.For Fuller, the implication briefly suspends time while his imagination runs wild with the. " Did they look in the courtyard by that painted maze thing?" the child asked, turning to look at Nina. "She sometimes likes to sit there on one of the benches under the palm trees."Nina nodded. "They already looked there but no Rachel. Any other ideas?"Hailey got a studious expression on her face. Suddenly her eyes widened and she reached for the cell phone her father got her that was sitting on the dresser. In mere seconds, she was tapping out a text message."We've already tried that," Nina. "And, the guy coming in the room... wearing a bathrobe is NOT the Senator. Oh, my god." Sweet Jesus!" said Darla. "It's a one-way mirror and I don't think we are supposed to be seeing what we are seeing."The dark, muscular man made his way over to the wide-eyed Mrs. Hastings and gently touched her long blond hair. His hand followed the curve of her neck downward and landed on the first button of her blouse. He gazed into her eyes and slowly unbuttoned the top button while kissing her partially.