QUEEN B removes some baby oil from her Prada handbag and pours it all over my cock & her toes.(French Pedicure with jet black tips) Now im really read... to cum so QUEEN B yells "U BET NOT CUM BITCH, i just got here & need my Bootyhole tung fude to!" So PIMP MAMA & QUEEN B discuss their week & weekend plans with my CA$H, while strokin' my cock & smothering my face. This goes on for at least 2 hours until all the Remy & Kush is gone and both are sadisticly talkin shit to me. . . aaj mere gharwale bahar gye huye hai.. n mere ghar koi nhi hai vaha chalte hai… fir main use apni car mein bitha k us k ghar le aaya… hum ne andar ja k darwaja lock kar diya… fir mujh se rha nhi gya aur maine use peechhe se jaa k hug kar liya… vo meri taraf mudi aur muskurane lagi… aur us ne bhi mujhe apni baho mein le liya… fir maine us k gulabi hontho ko kiss kiya… vo bahut komal aur meethe meethe the…aur main un ko kiss karta gya aur fir chusne laga… us ne apni aankhe band kar li aur main. Aloft on high hovering on beating wings transfixed with spiritual ecstasy their loveliness was a stunning vision captured by an Italian artist whose meticulous detail transformed the sterile renderings of the church to something vibrantly preserved in classic nakedness. This was the subject matter of her triptych. The angels, many more than necessary, were sensual women done in loving detail. Like sweet Sirens the angelic females of her triptych glorified none but themselves. The artist had. "Please... By the time you pull that pea-shooter out of its holster, I'd have you hog-tied and in the process of being dragged towards the door."He smiled smugly."Speaking of being hog-tied, I must say, that was quiet an impressive escape you pulled off to get out of the clutches of Dah'ni's tribe." Thanks. Shame The Frenchman didn't escape with his life intact, that would have been one sweet reward..."She sighed thoughtfully about it."Indeed... And may I add, if only you had escaped before the.