I asked her about her son. She told me that she had sent him to her aunt’s house, since she was expecting coming late. Then she asked me to sit and ...n the mean time she went to her kitchen and after a few moments returned with two cups of coffee. We were having coffee when suddenly she started asking about me. I told her that I am a married man with a lot many GF’s. She smiled a bit and asked me who is the most beautiful GF of your’s , I said she’s my wife and I love her. We were still in. Getting involved in Diego’s drug cartel was the last thing she wanted to do.Tristan painfully cringed when he heard the toilet flush. His drugs were gone.I can always get some later, he told himself, hoping that it would slow down his racing mind.Holland was soon standing in front of him again. She sat on her legs and rested her hands on his knees. “I’m worried about you. That’s why I came over. You were supposed to come to Niko’s New Year’s Eve bash.”“I never made any promises.” He met her. Give it all you got." She reached back and pressed his balls, massaging them close to too much pressure. Her interior muscles rippled trying to milk cum. She sensed success despite the recent blow job and ramped up her bullshit. "Oh God Roger. Fucking great. Almost there. Make me cum. Give it to me. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh god. So good. So close. So big. Yes!" She rippled and he came, his hands grasping and pulling her hips tight against him, his voice rumbling like a bull.Seconds later she. I remember on one opportune journey I was so hot for sex, one guy got in behind me and did just that, relieved himself on my curvaceous cheek, then re-zippered me to my frustration.Upon alighting the train I went straight into the waiting room and headed for the toilet, went inside, removed my cotton dress, sat bare-assed on the porcelain and started to relieve myself, smelling the semen stain on my dress, for inspiration.In my fucked-up way I failed to notice a couple of important things, one,.