Her skin was the color of rich coffee. Her face was gorgeous; full, dark lips, white teeth, a small nose. Her eyes were almost glittering-black, and h...r eyebrows were lush and heavy. Her blue-black hair was loose, tumbling like a mane down her back, and she had soft, black, downy hair on the sides of her face, all the way to her jaw line. She wore a short-sleeved top, and her slim arms were brushed with soft, dark hairs.“How are you?” she asked. “Fine, thanks.”“Are you looking for anything in. .so he said pull down your pants it might help. So i pulled them down and bent over and kept sucking his dick and he fingered my asshole with his thick ass fingers! Eventually he got two in and then three till it wouldnt stretch anymore and he was really getting into it and i could feel his cock swell and he started acting funny then boom! cum fucking everywhere i tried to get it in my mouth but it shot all over the damn place and i got a good amount in my mouth t!hough. He pulled his pants up. Her name is Sweetu or at least that’s what I used to call her (of course, I wouldn’t give her real name here). We are not in touch anymore but that doesn’t stop me from thinking about those crazy erotic (often public) experiences and even shag off to it some times. Not one word here is false. I was lucky it happened to me.So she was a 22-year-old Fashion Designer from Kolkata when I met her. And oh man, she was sexy. You can easily cast her for a movie or something. Well, she was gifted with a. Sylvia made a little whine, as if she were going to protest, but she crawled back and moved her head to Fiona’s left shoe. She lay her lips on the toe, and gave it a quick kiss.“Hmm, that kiss wasn’t loud enough”, said Fiona. “Try again.”“Pl-please no?” said Sylvia.Fiona raised her right shoe over Fiona’s head, trod on her, and forced her face against her left shoe’s top.“You can do better for me, pet”, she said.I heard Sylvia’s kiss this time. Fiona kept her right shoe over her head, and she.