Yes, they will like you, Jack. But how is your Spanish?”“Un poco,” I told her, stating I knew a little.“Un poco? Well, that should be enough t... get you started. Most of the local girls don’t speak much English, I’m afraid,” Lupe explained.“But your English is so very good, Lupe,” I told her, as she finally let go of my bicep.“Ah, thank you, Jack. Yes, I worked for an American company in Bogota during my twenties, so of course, we needed good English there,” Lupe replied.“Maybe we’ll take the. Andy could barely contain himself and pulled as hard as he could on the scarf binding his poor wrists, to no avail. She could tell, he wanted her - and that made her smile. As she pulled him into her warm, wet mouth, he moaned, thrusting his hips up at her, forcing her to pull him deeper. Her tongue rippled and tugged, his throbbing cock tickling the back of her throat. Harder and harder she pulled and sucked, his whole body now shivering, trembling, as her arms snaked round his legs. He opened. Through the thin material of Heather's black skirt I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy as our crotches ground together."Kind of slow?" I teased, as we finally pulled apart."It had been," she laughed, reaching up to straighten a stray strand of curly hair."What time to you get off?" I asked."Not soon enough," she answered. It took a moment of my laughing for Heather to understand what she had said. When she realized the humor she immediately put on a severe face."What?" I. Her spongy breast covered much of my face as I sucked, pleasing my pallet like never before. Oh, this was certainly a delicacy I waited way too long to enjoy. My left hand found her sweet spot, as I sucked her tits. My fingertips danced through her reedy wet fur. Karen spread her legs wide, allowing me carte blanche. She was extremely sensitive and her body shifted and contorted as I explored her beautiful mound with a ginger touch. Gradually, I slid my middle finger into Karen’s folds,.