.” Charley replies with a smile, not offended by the correction.Brigitte clarifies, “It’s German, on my father’s side ... But it’s okay...�...“So ... Brig-geet-ah ... What brings you to our little den of depravity today... ?” Asks Charley with a smile, flicking her long hair over her shoulder.Bubbly Brigitte answers with a mischievous smile, “Well ... I’ve come here to get fucked by a big doggy...” The smile widens to a grin. Again, we can’t overstate how pleasant her smile is – taking her from. " He smiled at Helen as I raised my eyes from her breasts and gave her my wife's details.The next day when Jacqui took the kids to Doc J's private practice, they were the only ones waiting in the lobby. Jacqui smiled politely at the attractive, skinny young blonde girl with a few tattoos manning the reception desk. She couldn't help thinking that the girl looked a little out of place in such a role, or at least, her plunging neckline certainly seemed inappropriate for a doctor's office, until. Howcome you have a basque in my size?"As Lourdes laced it I felt more of my beathe being squeezed out of meand I looked into the mirror at the very feminine figure in front of me."I guess that's what you call being stitched up," I said."Listen Simone," Lourdes said as she showed me how to attach my fishnetstockings. "I know the basque wasn't part of the bet you lost but itwould be part of your French Maids outfit."I was starting to get very worried. Lourdes seemed to have everthingplanned. I screamed loud into his ear, calling him a bastard, a fucking bastard that had fucked my ass so good and hard…I stayed there flat and still, as the huge black man withdrew his spent cock from my anus, allowing the liquid seed to spill from me.The other hands grabbing my ankles made me turn over my belly.I then knew there was the other nigger’s turn in my body…He took position behind me, between my spread thighs. This time, nobody would hold my ankles apart. I had decided to get fucked with.