Jill had lost her parents in an airline crash when she was seventeen years old. They’d left her money so she didn’t have to work, though she chose...to, but their passing had left a hole in her life. Now she seemed to be included in a large extended family and something inside of her just brightened. She actually got a tear in her eye. Belle saw this and just pulled her into another and longer hug. Neither woman had to say anything. The din continued around them when John, Fay and Ashley walked. He clearly was succeeding, judging from her reaction. More than once, she humped up into her fingers or mouth. That forced him to be extra mindful to pull back quickly when needed.Finally, she cried out, "Stop, please! You're killing me!"He lifted his head to look up at her face through her huge breasts. "What's wrong?" Nothing's wrong; everything is too right! It feels too good! Just let me ... get my breath!" Her chest was heaving as she gasped for air.He sat up higher to get a better look at. However, that was not to be. She stood up, thanked me and said “I will mention this to others.” She opened the door and left. When I got back to the bar I went over the experience. I wasn’t quite sure what habibi meant; perhaps it was an Arabic term of endearment. I was surprised to note that I wasn’t repelled by the taste of piss. It was a bit salty but there wasn’t all that much of it. Sure I was substituting my tongue for toilet paper but I was also in a great position to explore and taste a. .don't do this to me.....please, have mercy.....oh.....please, please!'Not at all interested in what his star of the show was uttering, he pulled on the Great Dane's leash causing him to jump on the bound woman's naked back with his front legs and half of his massive body. Being still covered in the residue of the honey and meat paste, the dog slipped once or twice off of her, but regaining his stance, he began jabbing forward with his cock searching for the woman's warm and welcoming pussy..