I’ll be right there.”She bounded off down the hallway and into the kitchen. I stood and repositioned my cock in my trousers and made my way to the...bathroom. I splashed some cold water on my face, waited for my cock to settle down, and drained my bladder. There was a rooftop water tank that held water to flush the toilet and meet my other basic, daily needs. By the time I got outside, everyone else was sitting at the table.“Bruce,” Celeste called. “Sit here,” she indicated a spot between her and. All over your tits, and all over your stomach.” “Okay! Hurry!” she begged. She had an itch deep inside her, and that long pole of his would feel so good in scratching it. “And…” he continued, “You can’t wash it off. You have to leave it and go back to the mall to your boyfriend with my cum all over you. Tomorrow you can tell me all about it.” He was still running that incredible penis of his up and down the lips of her vagina. “Ryan!” she said, shocked. “I can’t do that!” He rubbed his cock. Denise gladly accepted and sold her Chicago condo.Naturally, I went with Wendy to pick Denise up at the airport in Phoenix. It was December and Denise was dressed for Chicago. The first thing she did was to drag Wendy into a restroom to change clothes for the 75 degree weather while I went to claim her bags. "I tied a purple ribbon to each handle, Frank," she told me, handing me her ticket folder. Even though the thought crossed my mind that I'd rather watch her change, I went down to baggage. Dave said that I looked so hot in my dress that asked me to lift my dress for him a bit while a modelled my body for him. When i showed him a glimpse of my pussy i cound see his cock become very erect. I felt a sharp tingle up my pussy because it was the first time another man apart from Suren that got to see my pussy. Dave moaned when he saw my clean shaven indian pussy and told me that i was a naughty wife to be walking into hotels entering rooms of strange men without panties on. He then.