Them kinda PUSSIES is rare. I would pay good money for that shit too.So, I knew what time it was. Butt I wasnt gone rush it.The Laundromat would alway... be empty round that time, too.We started smoking Blunts 2getha.Then, one nite I just reached under her Dress and played wit da Pussy.Took da Her to da back room (cuz I had a bed back there).Laid her down.Spread dem big ass legs she had.And ate da FUCK out dat BIG, long Pussy crack.Juice was everywhere.She ran like a broken water faucet!She wasnt. I was not aware of the price of things in America because Jack and I had only been to the market once, so I just in case I put five twenty dollar bills in my wallet, put my wallet into my favorite purse, put on my jacket and departed, with the map in hand, to go shopping.It seemed strange to me that I was the only person walking on this wonderful sidewalk since by this time the sidewalks in Moscow would be packed and many times we were jostled while we walked. But I wasn't going to complain. She was laughing as she tried to block the camera with her hand. I couldn't make out where they were, but it had the looks of the back room of a bar. The next picture was even better. I couldn't tell where it was taken, but that didn't matter. Stacy was on her knees, looking straight at the camera, with that big, black cock in her mouth. She had a hand wrapped around the base and was working the head with her mouth. Amy was next to her running her tongue up the shaft. The dick was massive. I passed by a couple of older, yet interesting and handsome-looking guys lying next to each other close to the entrance of the beach, but they appeared to be much into themselves and I certainly didn’t want to be an intruder.But then, I saw him. He was a few dozen feet further. At first glance, he seemed about my age, but a bit pale to be a local. He sported a red Brazilian boy-short style trunk bathing suit, and was lying face down on a long beach towel while talking on his cell phone. His.