I wonder what he would have done if he knew I was massaging the cabbies sperm into his thigh along with mother natures female lubrication. My pussy wa... already sensitized, with the first fuck, and as many girls know its easier after the first one, so I unashamedly, went for number two and the guys and friends clapped as I ground to the beat. A huge cheer went up and I was pulled towards the bar again where the ‘Fuck stool’ was produced and I positioned myself behind it and raised one foot onto. She moaned. He slipped a finger under. She was smooth, but for a small trimmed patch above. His finger slipped inside, she groaned into his mouth. Now it was certain.He paid the driver and led her into his flat. Two beers were opened; he led her into his bedroom. They kissed. They drank. They touched. They drank some more.His hand was under her dress, in her panties. Now he touched the areas he had been carefully avoiding, feeding the fire of her desire. She wanted release. It was easy to. She struggled in the corner of my eyes, her thighs soaked by her cream. “Give her all that yummy cum.”I wanted that. I wanted that so badly. I sucked and bobbed my mouth. I probed my digits so deep into my pussy then pumped them in and out of me. I fingered my cunt like Clint fucked it. I shuddered, pleasure spilling through me. My heart thudded in my chest. My blood boiled.Clint groaned, staring down at me with those dark, possessive eyes. I stared up at him as the pleasure grew and grew in. This smells bad enough to gag a maggot! Y’all get that feelin’ too, don’t you?”Roycealee frowned and told him, “I’ve had a bad feeling for quite a while, but I never could get it to jell. Y’all both think we have a white slavery ring operating - at least sex trafficking, don’t you?”“Unfortunately, I do. Drugs, too most likely,” Judge Rule responded. “Y’all agree, Joe Bob?”“Sure as shit stinks ... oops, sorry Roycealee,” he apologized. “Sounds like kids are involved, too. Bull’s sports teams,.