A couple of men would come and go, nothing doing, eventually someone would show an interest, through the hole he would stand longer at the urinal afte... his piss, glancing back to the cubicles, I sniffed- the universal language in cottages, "I'm here, and I'm interested" he glanced round again, taking a longer look this time, I sniffed again and he turned around waving his semi hard cock, the was a gap at the bottom of the door and I poked my foot out, always a gamble, not all men are into us. Satisfied, I was done. Black however was not. “What about me?” he prodded. “What about you? I’m done. Why don’t you go fuck Brenda with Blacker?” “Are you sure you won’t mind?” he asked. Mind, hahahhaa. Hell no. The thought of my petite white blonde friend getting pounded by two huge black guys – one with my pussy juice still on his condom – was a massive turn on. I told him Id wait in the living room. I didn’t of course, I had to see this action. When he slipped into the bedroom, I stopped the. Many tried to take the middle road of never making a choice, but ultimately life made the choice for them, whether they realized it or not. Marluxion watched Trink running into the garden, Drapper close behind "Trink had always been an amusing elf, even more so as a human, one day many years from now he would have to remind Trink about the hay stuck in his beard. Trink stood before the dragon and smiled his most winning smile, "You can try that smile another time, Trink" lets discuss the matter. Уговаривать Ирку не пришлось, она быстро собралась, и мы отправились в клуб «Юпитер». Всё шло по моему плану мы танцевали, выпивали и отдыхали, но я упустил нужный момент, и Ира вывила пару лишних коктейлей. Она была пьяной, и мне пришлось везти её домой часов в одиннадцать вечера. Я сам открыл дверь, потому как Ира хоть и держалась на ногах, но попасть в дверную скважину ключом не могла. Когда мы заходили, Даша сидела на кухне и проводила нас взглядом, тихо поздоровавшись. Ира первой вошла в.