He was a friend of her father, and she had known him since she was a little girl. When she was seventeen, he asked her to marry him, and she said yes,...but they would wait until she was eighteen and had finished high school. When her parents were killed, the Bureau of Child Welfare had placed her in a group home, and on her eighteenth birthday they kicked her out. Juan had said he would go immediately to get her. She said she would find a way to meet him at the border. Now he was in the U.S.,. I also have a hell of a view and would have probably been able to see you come in if I hadn’t been there at the airport watching you come in.” She giggled again. Her voice and that little girl giggle were both so cute. I’ll bet not many men hear either of them from her. Not in her profession. “I don’t live on the top, though, I’m a government employee. I live under the penthouse. You’ll love it. I do.”She pulled into the middle one of the three spaces marked 15A and parked. She got out, popped. You are a little slut arent you? Look at that, your pussy is soaking wet. Tsk, tsk, you enjoyed that didnt you, you slut? He said, licking his lips. I couldnt help my self, as he rubbed his finger down my wet slit, I moaned. I think he took this as a que, as he pulled me back up by my hair (his hand off of my mouth) and made me sit on his desk. He licked and bit down my neck to my breasts, which he sucked and nipped at. He then spread my legs open, kneeled down, and started to eat my wet cunt.. I was standing close to the stage, pushing my chest up to the edge.Anita was behind my back, with her soft hands holding my stomach. I could feel her sweet hips pushing against my buttocks. I put down a naughty hand and slipped under her pullover, feeling her already moist labia.I whispered in her ear she was s slut bitch and Ana smiled.She put down her both hands and she caressed my hard dick through my trousers.As the time for the concert neared, the crowd grew and we were soon pinned to the.