The first thing I picked up was his cell phone. It was on a desk in the living room beside a folder containing his passport and some personal papers. ...n the dining room table was a nice little laptop computer. I couldn’t find anything else, so I gathered up the few goodies that I had, and left. I didn’t want to do anything that could be considered criminal, so I resisted the impulse to trash his car. It was beautiful. I imagine that taking items from the house was a crime, but hell, he left the. I painted swirls and figure eights on her skin with my tongue as her moans and cries escaped. She clamped my leg between hers and ground her deep dark bush against it, coating my leg with her leaking cum. Nibbling on her ear lobe as she humped her pussy against my leg must have been her breaking point because she cried out, "Oh God, your torturing me. Please make me cum." I smiled up into her flushed face, " Not yet my beauty, I have to build it up first and then you will cum so hard you'll. He was at the waters edge. I heard the pounding of the falls and he brought me to him…my legs around his face. I looked down and he smiled. He pulled me closer to his smile, lifting my bottom on to his mouth. The powerful thumb…now gentling me…so “ahhh” gentle on my cunt lips, massaging. I closed my eyes. This enchanted evening.My body was his…we were wet…I was wet…not from the water and his tongue anointed my wet body…insinuating him into me…I lifted and spasmed to his ablutions and that. My big black cock is fucking a cute little pussy. She was screaming with pain and pleasure. ‘Ohhhh stop it you sick fuckerrrr!’ she screamed. ‘Sorry Vicky, just for a little while you’ll feel the pain’ I said. I stroked her slowly and increased the intensity. She begged for my mercy. Nooooo! Noooooo. I don’t care. No in girl’s language means yes, yes, right? I put my hands on both her legs and made it straight, her toes nearing my mouth. This will make her pussy much more tighter. Yes it is.