"Pick the outfit." i responded pulling 2 outfits from my bag. one was a hot pink fishnet mini and the other was a black domination style one peice. He...picked the pink one. I went into the bathroom. i wasnt sure why i wanted him so badly, most guys in NY so far thought I was a stuck up bitch since thet couldnt get any action without paying my hefty toll. but him. i wanted him to whatever he wanted to me and i needed him badly even if it was just for that moment. I removed my clothes and admired. Was he playing with her or was it someone else? Then she heard more footsteps, louder and firmer this time. Trying to ignore her fear that it might not be Jackson she stood with her back to the door. Behind her she heard a sharp intake of breath and smiling she turned. Hands at her side she stood directly in front of him. On her face a sexy smile, making herself show no reaction to the relief she was feeling that it was actually Jackson. Beth looked down at the ground and put an arm behind her. Sharon began to slide her mouth over the top of his shaft brushing her lips against my hand as I slid further down his cock. Chris leaned forward and pushed both Sharon and my face towards one another and we kissed deeply again. After a few seconds we parted and he asked me if I could taste his cock on her lips?, I said yes. Chris said nice isn’t it? And again I replied yes. Sharon then told me to just lean forward and just lick Chris’ hard cock…like this she said as she showed. By alternately sucking and blowing with my mouth, I can thrust the rapidly melting lolly in and out of Sarah’s cunt. I can taste her own sticky juices on it, running into my mouth.Sarah is moaning even more; she’s so aroused. She starts thrashing about, so much so that the ice lolly slips out of her onto the grass. But I’m not interested in it anymore; I just want to taste her pussy. My tongue is lashing over her labia, then I shove it into her as far as I can. I rub my face against her pubic.