“Thank god that worked,” Justin said, glancing at the front. “You did good, Paris.”We weren't sure Paris could bring the van into our paused r...ality. If it didn't work, we'd have to walk there. Or, I guess we could just have driven there. But it would take a couple hours, and who knew what would happen. Now we had all the time in the world.I grinned, hopped to my feet, and threw open the sliding side door of the boxy work van. I darted out of it, weaving through the cheering horde of girls. My. I thought "what the hell, we'll never see each other again. We don't even know each other's last names." And I again thought about that giant penis, what it would look like erect, right here in person. The thought thrilled me and moved me forward. I stripped off my clothing after pulling back the covers on the second bed. I stood with my hard-on pointing upward at a 45 degree angle. I lay back and tried to focus on the video, stroking my dick. I usually like to take as long as possible when I. I went over and checked that she was okay and again she asked me to fuck her. Again I said no, but this time she decided to give herself some relief by playing with her pussy. Her right hand got slowly busy and she slowly rubbed. After I had checked that she was okay I went and stood not far from her. Not so close that I might frighten away anyone who wanted to come and get a closer look, and not so far away that I couldn’t keep an eye on her.Soon a friend of mine, Noah, came and squat between. The man just said: "Get in."She opened the door and slid into the limousine. The man waved her onto the leather bench opposite them. He then told her to slide up her skirt. She should show them her pussy. She never hesitated. They stared at her crotch. The second man was older. He said something in a guttural language. Arab, no doubt."He wants you to spread your cunt lips for him", the younger man said.She felt her fingers tremble when she touched her shaven lips. She opened them. She knew she.