That reminds me, I'm gonna need your credit card. Mmm, that feels good. Slurp it all out. Don't leave any in there," I instructed with my knees bent, ...egs pulled back and my pelvis tilted upward on top of Tim's pillow.Tim was getting into it and was giving my sloppy, worn pussy a complete tongue bath. He even went down and licked off the jism that had run down my ass crack.I took the back of his head, mashed his face into my gooey hole before saying, "Get deeper baby. Get it all. Like I said. The art exhibit had stimulated their conversation to a whole new and deeper level, and the afternoon outing had segued into dinner without ever being discussed. Also not discussed was the fact that Chelsea would be going home with David that night, because they both knew it. David had turned out to be a strong, confident lover, just as Chelsea had hoped. He had taken her by the shoulders and kissed her, pressing her back against the door to his apartment the moment it was closed behind them.. First, his tiny love rod arched into her awaiting cavern and Iocked itself in place. Like a rusty hook trapped in a sea bass. Next, her ankles expertly wrapped around his knee caps to prevent them from flapping like a fish. At the same time, her giant claw like hands pinned his forearms to the ground. There was no escape. Xavi starred at the hungry face of a sexually starving woman. A golden chain dangled across her neck with the words ‘love life’ etched across it. Gradually, Rosita lowered her. “My wife just left. You ready for me?” “Yes, papi,” the Guatemalan pussyboi exclaimed. “Be naked and in those pink heels.” “Yes, sir!” “Do you have anything to drink over there?” “Si, papi! I bought some rum yesterday so we could drink.” “Good boi. I’ll be there in thirty minutes.” The five-eleven, 46 year-old went to his bedroom and got dressed. He put on a pair of green sweatpants and a black 2XL Polo Ralph Lauren sweater. He laced up his John Deere safety toe works boots and went to the.