" Milk? You mean that was true, too?" Of course! Who could invent a story like that?" So, what brings you to Amsterdam?" Loretta poured three cups and...offered the tiny jug of coffee-milk to Juno.Grant sipped his coffee, looking around. "Just a short break. It was Juno's idea to look you up." I've never been before," said the girl. "It's just like all the guide books. The bikes, the trams and everything. Everyone's like, so ... liberated." She lowered her voice. "But I bet they're not quite. The blue-black uncut cock was coated with my wife’spussy slime. And he was banging her hairy cunt to allhis virile worth. I stood there aghast and open mouthedas Daga uttered some incomprehensible nonsense in ahigh-pitched voice and slammed his nigger cock balls-deep in my wife’s hungry pussy. His ass clenched andmuscles twitched as he blasted his baby-making man-juice in my wife’s pussy. As his big orgasm ended, hesqueezed the root of his cock to get every single dropof cum. Taz, a natural redhead, with a beautiful smile and blessed with a tight and toned body was born lucky, but also born with the right attitude for taking advantage of such good fortune.The cameraman warned me that her "Tazmanian Devil" tattoo was a bit goofy. Why ruin such perfect pale skin with a cartoon inked on probably during some sort of drunken debauchery, but what it stood for in her case made absolute sense. She was a wild one, openly flirtatious, and very comfortable in her smooth skin. You have been wonderful and do hope you will come back again?” he said shaking my hand as if nothing had happed. “I will “I said, embarrassingly.“I’m taking her home with me for a coffee” Sam said, leading me away from the sexy chairman.“Oh Victoria?” shouted the man. “We have decided that plus your payment we will offer you free tights and stockings for a year” he added.“Thank you very much” I said, stepping into the lift with Samantha.We rode the lift to the ground floor and headed for the.