"Kristin shook herself and asked: "You mean somebody sold her ass for Coca Cola?"Lucinda smiled took on a hint of meanness. "Yeah!" she said: "My ass!...I hope you liked them. I had to take on all three of them to get real Coca Cola's."Dana broke out of her stupor to ask: "What did you have to do to get this liquor in an Islamic country? I can't even imagine. This must be rarer than hen's teeth."Lucinda answered: "Those were a three way for Su Li an me with an officer that didn' have no chits.. "You lit a fire in me, and I need you to put it out."Her lips were insistent and so were her fingers as the unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. Her kiss took my breath away, and it was only when she pulled away that I noticed that my pants and briefs were down around my ankles."Liv? I asked nervously. "You really think this is a good idea?" Baby, good idea or not, I need this. You just lean back and enjoy," she purred as she sank to her knees.Her eyes never left mine as she engulfed my now very. It had been three inches. Now it was at least twelve inches or more. It was so wide it would not all fit in the hole. He pushed it partway in and I greedily sucked till it shot an absolutely huge load of cum all over my face and into my mouth. Such a huge load of cum, I had never seen. It ran down my chin, over my shirt and onto the floor. It seemed he would never stop shooting hot cum. Not that I mind, I love the taste of cum right from a cock. I swallowed all I could but suddenly the man was. She was planning to set up in the UK, she said, and thought we might be able to let her have some pieces for her household over here. I said we could probably help. We agreed to meet. I suggested a restaurant in the West End; she came up with an alternative, "The Rose By The River Hotel." I hadn't heard of it but then I'm like a lot of taxi drivers — I hardly ever go south of the river.When I got there, I realised I'd been missing something. It billed itself as a boutique hotel. Not far from.