“I need to taste that little pussy of yours,” he said, and told me to stand up and take off my skirt, which I did. “Sit on my lap, baby.”“Bu... should I take off my shoes?”“Leave them on. You look cute that way.”I sat on his lap, propping my feet up on his strong thighs, while he kissed my neck and face. With both hands, he dug into my cotton panties and ripped a gaping hole that fully exposed my clean, juicy pussy.“Oh man, that looks so nice,” he said fingering my little berry of a clit. I. As I opened the door Melvin took one look at me, "Fuck baby" he said "What a fuckin' white whore you look like" "Does my outfit please you lover?" I then asked him. Without saying a word Melvin moved up to me, placed his hands on my cheeks and drew me in and kissed me long and hard. When we broke off, "Fuck baby" he said again "You can fuckin' please anybody" he added and as he came in I led him down to our bedroom. As we entered he saw Joe sitting there in the chair, naked and trying to. It worked! "Okay, here's what we do... when he comes in the door Lydia, you knock him over the head with that old lamp, and Mark, you tie up his hands. Got that?"The two compatriots in crime nodded, staring at each other wondering if it was really worth it. Wouldn't the concert be more fun then being holed up here in this stuffy old cabin taking orders from Jim?Jim called out his offer. "We accept your offer. Come out with your hands up and enter by way of the back door."Art turned pale and bit. So, I thought I was set for life. “I retired for good at age 40. I was bored with acting as someone else’s wife or sometimes his sister. I had lots of girlfriends in Paris and other places, so I would still travel a lot, but on my terns. Occasionally, I would see an old client who managed to locate me, but I did that more for a good time rather than for the money. “Nearly fifteen years sailed by until I met Luca, who swept me off my feet in the course of an evening. A friend fixed me up him,.