" She's from India. What type of rings do you think she buys here, youdumb fuck?" said Holly, cracking on him. "Now go hold hands with yourpansy of a ...irlfriend who cried like a sissy when I plucked hereyebrows, so imagine what baby she'll be with what you want done toher." Ok, but don't back down if she whines," whispered Billyjoe, grabbingHolly's arm. "She's meeting my mother today, and I need her satisfiedI'm with a classier girl than I normally bring home." Well she does have all her. We might visit Dusseldorfover the next few days. I was talking to Daneska earlier this eveningand she has invited us if we have time." I didn't say anything but Icertainly wasn't keen on the idea!The next demonstration was of new American equipment by Marie, anotherbrunette who spoke in English with a strong Dutch accent, and herconvert, an unattractive and obvious male with the vestige of a bosom.Jannie had his hands locked into thick steel cuffs attached to a steelcollar, so was unable to. Her bowels writhed about my plunging girl-cock as she writhed on the hood of her car. Her hands pulled at the cuffs, her moans singing out into the winter afternoon. I groaned, plowing into her spasming asshole, loving the friction on my clit-dick.It surged into my pussy. My cunt grew hotter, tightening, wishing to be filled with a futa-dick. Heat boiled around my ovaries. I groaned, leaning over her as I drew back my girl-cock through her spasming bowels.And thrust.“I'm not losing this!” I. She replied in a quiet voice that hovered on the brink of tears, "I'm here. But, oh God, I wish you were too." Hearing her voice so soft and vulnerable, clogged his throat with sadness. "I wish I could be too, babe."She smiled, keeping her eyes closed. She grabbed the phone, turning off the speaker. "I miss spooning with you early in the morning, waking up and feeling your body against me and the way your breath made the back of my neck tingle."They spent the rest of the day on the phone. Kate.