I felt her wetness on my face as shepushed against me."Lick me good, you fucking little fag whore, you cocksucking sissy boyslut. Make me cum, you lit...le trashy white queen. Show me you're goodfor something, you miserable worthless bitch. Make mama cum and I'lllet you cum, you faggot, you little fairy, you arse licking miserablepussyboy." She was screaming by now and her stream of abuse made memore aroused than ever.I began to slide my tongue up and own, she squeezed her legs tightaround the. The book was really good, so exciting and Cindy knew that she wouldn’t be able to sleep until she finished it. Luckily for Cindy that she was a fast reader and even luckier, tomorrow was a Saturday. No school tomorrow meant that she would be able to tell her best friend, Belle, all about the book. She and Belle shared everything, she was so happy that Belle had moved here last year. In many ways, the young women were polar opposites. Belle was a sultry, lanky southern beauty whose every move. Then she looked at me and said, “And I want Mike to watch.” I listened as Bill told me not to move as my wife spread her legs for his cock. He moved in between her legs and aimed his cock at her pussy and pushed.Bill was smiling to himself as he slowly slid his thick cock into my petite wife's pussy, the pussy that only I had fucked up until now. Lindsey looked as if she was in heaven. Initially she gave out a loud cry as if she were in pain from his thick entry. But after a couple of. "Yep," I said as I snapped my suitcase shut. "Did you forget to bringme a purse?"He hadn't, and after a mad dash down the corridor, we were laughing liketeenagers as we raced down two flights of stairs and out an emergencyexit to his waiting car. Sure enough, my black Gucci purse was on thepassenger seat, with my wallet and phony passport inside. Fortunately,I had been staring directly into the camera when the photograph used bymy Danish forger was taken, so my new nose would be scarcely.