”“But are you a girl there?”Obviously, he wanted to know what I had between my legs. I still wasn’t quite to the point where I’d been cleare... for vaginal sex, though I’d been dilating it very regularly. Still I felt insecure and felt his question was intrusive.“At this point, it doesn’t really matter what I am there. If we get to a point where it does matter, you’ll know.”“So I would be going out with you not knowing if you’re a girl or a boy?”“I’m a girl, regardless of what I have there. If. " He moved his hand lower towards my slit and began to finger fuck me on the dirty floor. "I will deny you release again and again until I'm satisfied. Do you understand?" I looked up at him, eyes glazed from the pleasure overtaking me and nodded. He pulled his hand back and licked me off his fingers. I felt my pussy spasm as I watched. "You look so pretty like that, baby" he murmured, his eyes travelling over the ruined state of my makeup. I could see my lipstick smeared all over his cock and. I got sex with a lot of immigrant women from a lot of countries around the world, Russians, French, Chinese, Japanese, Italians, Indonesians and Mexicans, a lot of Mexicans.The first Mexican prostitute I fucked with was a skinny smal titties teen but she had a hairy round big ass named Fabiola. She also had long legs but very stinky feet that I convinced her to keep her socks on. However, that didn't stop me to fuck her hard and cum many times inside her cunt. Once I finished, she gave me her. I resisted a little at first but gave in when he insisted, telling me it was OK.I gently put my lips against the head of his cock at first, not wanting it in my mouth. This all felt so foreign to me! Here I was getting ready to suck a man's cock! As I held my lips against his penis for what seemed like forever, I felt his hands push my head down a little harder, forcing his cock harder against my mouth. I parted my lips and he slid his cock in. I could hear him moan and it turned me on. His.