I was now slobbering all over Bill’s rampant prick as the tramp fingered me, in all honesty I was living it.“Go on, finger the slut, she’s up fo... anything”I heard Bill say to the tramp.The next thing I felt something scraping the inside of my thighs and my snatch.The unshaven tramp was licking my twat and his unshaven face scraping the inside of my legs was delicious.The tramp got his tongue right up my hole, the feeling has his bristles rubbed my fanny lips was taking me over the top.My legs. He kisses me hard. Our tongues act as if they are fighting one another. “Thank you, master,” I moan slightly. My breathing is becoming shallow as he thrusts deep inside me, relentlessly making me come harder than I ever have before. His tongue massages mine hard. We begin to pant. He pulls away and whispers something, but I'm too overwhelmed to understand. He goes across the bed and puts himself inside my mouth again. He laughs maniacally. “I can see myself in you. Fuck.” I pull him down with. But I had read about this one on the internet quite a bit, and really hoped for some action. The entrance was at the front, where the screen was located, so the bright light from the movie and the darkness of the room combined for a very difficult time finding a seat. I stumbled back a few rows, then quickly sat down in an aisle seat. As my eyes became accustomed to the lighting, I began looking around. In the back I could see a man on his knees sucking another man. This instantly arroused me,. I tried to keep myself calm and composed, but clearly he did not fall for this. "Darling, why are you crying?" he asked me quietly.I bit my finger to try and stop the crying, but then a cry of pleasure erupted from my throat when he stuck two fingers into my pussy while his other hand caressed my cheek."B-Because I-I know i-it can't p-pos-possibly b-be me whom you are t-talking a-bout..." And suddenly I heard him laugh."I-I'm sorry... I-I've spoken too much, ha-haven't I, M-Master?" I mumbled,.