Philippines.’ ‘That’s a long way away as well.’ ‘Yeah, long story.’ Maria waved towards Cyrus to follow her. ‘I was wondering where that...accent was from.’ He continued to admire her soft skin and silky long ponytail as she turned to walk back towards the refrigerator. ‘Come. I have to get a few things from the fridge. You can hang around with me, see what others in the team are doing, whatever you want. Just don’t get in our way during service time.’ She laughed. ‘Oh I’ll be out of your way.’. Her face was slutty when she freed my cock. "Ooohh," she said. Her eyes widened as she stroked him lovingly before gobbling him down. She sucked like a champ. I looked up at my bedroom window across the street. Anyone up there would have a perfect view of what she was doing."I'm almost ready," I grunted. Her big eyes shown up at me. "Take it on your face and in your mouth. Get ready. Oh, shit! Here I cum!"Ropes of sticky cum landed on her face. Mouth open, tongue out, her head darted to catch. .." I don't even finish the thought, just push my tongue right up inside her anus."Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh..." Nicole is almost whimpering as she takes my tongue as deep up her butt as I can push it.I pull my tongue out, swirl it around the outside of her asshole again, then slide it right back up her sweet little opening. Nicole gives another yelp of approval as my tongue penetrates her anus, and I smile to myself as I push forward, then pull back, forward, then back, over and over and over. The boudoir up-stairs communicated with the bed-chamber by an invisible door on the staircase; it was evident that every precaution had been taken. Above this floor was a large atelier, which had been increased in size by pulling down the partitions--a pandemonium, in which the artist and the dandy strove for preeminence. There were collected and piled up all Albert's successive caprices, hunting-horns, bass-viols, flutes--a whole orchestra, for Albert had had not a taste but a fancy for music;.