Achanak Depali ki nazar muj par padi keh main kahan dekh raha hoon woh jhaat sey peechay hoo gai aur apna dupata apnay galay par kar liya main bhi bah...t sharminda hua aur parsaad khaa kar main bahir chala giya main bahut upset feel kar raha tha phir main shaam tak bahir raha raat ko 8 bajay mujhay ghar say fone ayea keh kahan hoo subah say main nay kaha aata hoon. Phir main thoodi dair main ghar aagiya sab thooda pareyshaan they main nay kaha bas dooston keh sath tha phir main apnay kamray main. I could feel my pussy dripping on my dress "I love making black cock happy Chester". He smiled and told me to suck his cock more while he did some things. I sucked his dick, drinking the precum leaking out while he messed with his phone some more. I didn't know what he was doing until his phone rang, startling me. He talked with one hand while grabbing my hair making me bob my head with the other. Part of me was really liking being treated like this. I found myself getting into sucking. Do not read if you are under 18 or if reading this would involve anyone in an illegal act, please stop reading immediately. Copyright (C) 1998 by Maryann. All rights reserved. Permission is hereby granted for non-commercial use of this complete and unaltered text . (c) All rights reserved It was the biggest show of the fashion industry in New York. Every model that could still strut was walking the runway that night. Beautiful young men and women displayed the latest creations from the top . Mary then lost and chose to take off her shirt, but she was wearing a Cami. I did some math and realized that since she also had a bra on, she must be commando under her jeans. I lost again and took off my shoes. The rounds went by and soon we were nearing the "Chicken point" Mary was down to her Cami, bra and jeans, Jennie was down to t-shirt (No bra, no need), jeans and panties. Tom and I were both just in pants and boxers. Mary lost next and she took off her cami. Her tits were straining.