”“Mass?” I said ignorantly.“It’s Sunday Brad,” said Marissa. “Tony’s going to church.”I made an “Oh” sound.“It’s an Italian ...hing Brad. Say, would you two like to join me? My mother would be thrilled to meet you and you’d make my uncle’s day to see Marissa again.” I knew that it would make his uncle’s day to see her; his uncle didn’t even care that I existed.“Isn’t Kaitlyn going?” I asked innocently.“Uh no, she’s not Catholic.” Tony gave me a ‘get real’ look. I suspected that his mother might. The throng of women parted before her — staring, gasping. They were torn between disgust and intrigue, but totally spellbound either way. In passing, Anna's body issued a shameless cloud of whorish perfume. It was spiked with the musk of her arousal, the scent of virgin oil and ancient leather.As the women closed their ranks behind her again, their backs turned to the entrance. That way they missed the appearance of yet another figure. It moved catlike, and as quiet as a shadow.Angique leaned. ”“Mmmmm... I liked turning both of you on... I liked being on display...I liked showing off my body.” Jill moaned, her eyes closed again reliving the recent events.“Did you want to remove your bra for Nick and let him see your naked breasts?” I whispered, sliding my shaft up and down her wet clit.“Mmmmm. Yesssss”“Did you want him to touch your breasts and play with your nipples?” I knew I was torturing her, holding out and not giving in to thrusting inside, but I was in control.“Uhhhh.... I sucked harder, trying to get his limp dick to get hard. He used my ears to pump my head back and forth and up and down.“Suck it, bitch. Suck it good and make it hard. Take it deep, you ho.”It took several minutes until I felt his black meat grow hard inside my mouth. As it hardened, he drove it deeper down my throat with each thrust. He squeezed my ears tighter and his hips moved faster as he fucked my mouth like it was a white pussy. I gagged as his thick black cock filled my mouth and.