She’d had a fully furred beaver and a lush triangle of hair on hair on her mound. The pink slit that had opened wetly in the trimmed and sandalwood-...erfumed black hair between her brown legs when he licked the insides of her thighs had excited his cock beyond measure. She had enjoyed this too, so she let him fuck her twice. He returned to the villa at the time he had originally said he would. It was neat and tidy and none of the beds or the sofas in the living room showed any evidence that. "No Maurice?" Jason asked with a groan as he carefully laid Jessica down on the first row of bench seats."How is she?" I asked."Maurice too," Letty said. "Is everyone fine?" Jessica is out," Jason said. "Mark, I think we need to get her to a hospital. Or at least a doctor." Not one near here," I said. "The news about a pickup could result in another riot." I agree. We have all her insurance information at the house. I'll call Becky. She knows what the deal is on that."I sat down and just stared. You try to reach in, but your arms are guided back, your hands coming to rest on their bulging jean-fronts as we still wetly lock lips. You rub them up and down, realizing that behind the denim there is a lot of manhood to be discovered…..and as you do that, I let your thin slacks fall to the floor….leaving you only cloaked by the inadequate protection of a small, lacy g-string. You cannot hardly take the sensation of one of the men removing your panties, trailing kisses as he stoops down to. ” We both snickered at the thought of Scott calling his dad, ‘mom’.We headed downstairs, and as we descended the stairs to go outside, my cell phone went off letting me know I had a text. Scott stopped so fast I almost ran into him. He turned and looked back at me. “Who is texting you?”“Excuse me, but I know more people than just you.” I joked.“Well fuck you too.” He snapped back, and we both laughed. “Are you going to tell me who it is?”It wasn’t that I felt ashamed of Mandy or anything; I.