First I cook for her. I make her sit while I cook some eggs in the oven with onion and cut up bread. She made some olive oil with olives to dip the ...read in. I saw her look at me funny when I put a ton of mayo on my bread. “Shut up this my culture.”“I didn’t say anything.” She replied.I love we can joke wit one another about race and culture. After we eat I play wit her dog. He cute too, a small Papillion looking rat. We take nap and we watch some films. We did not do anything special. . Before she could deduce his meaning, she felt him pressing his head against her ass. His fingertips grasped either side of her pussy and pulled her lips aside to leave her gaping hole exposed completely. Her wetness made her nervous as he breathed in as if inhaling her scent. She jolted at the initial contact his tongue made. It felt like a light tingle on one side of her pussy as he began to run the tip of his tongue down the length of one side and up the other.He groaned with enjoyment. He. Or so I thought."Lisa, ohmygod Lisa!" I turned in the direction Dana was looking, toward the back of the truck. We could see what looked like two beds, one above the other, like bunks. The top bunk was empty, but not the bottom. In the dim light I could see two women lying on their backs, side by side, with their arms at their sides. Both were strapped down over their legs and midriff. I couldn't recognize the girl toward the back, but I did recognize the girl closer to us. Her name was Tina.. "Unless you'd rather drink than have me suck your delicious cock." As you say, we don't need the other one now," Scott laughed.He stretched out on his back and watched Sandra position herself on her knees between his legs. She was a sight to behold! As she leaned forward to grasp his rigid, throbbing prick in her hands, her firm, ripe tits bobbed on her chest and her nipples brushed against his thighs. The lovely, animal-like, hungry expression on her face made his balls churn with desire.The.