Soon I hear rustling from upstairs and get excited as she makes her way down the stairs. My dick is hard once again as she passes through the living r...om in just her thong to make her way to the kitchen. I just can't get over how sexy she is. Her long, blonde hair that make her beautiful blue eyes pop out, her white skin that looks amazing in contrast to my brown skin, her gorgeous natural tits along with her pink nipples that stay hard from her bare feet touching the cold floor, her sexy. She had no time to breathe and her throat was burning. Her tears, so far gracing her face, were now being lost in his pubic hair. Her makeup too was gracing the assassin's pubes, deposited there by her tears. IF she looked any worser for it, it seemed to be her concern alone, for neither man nor woman seemed to be interested in anything except using her body in every way possible. The speed went on increasing, allowing Lucrezia no space to think of anything except keeping her breathing going,. "Noo," I whimpered, but as he did it again and again, the pleasure I felt overcame the shame such a filthy act made me feel. It was to get worse though, as he poked the tip of his tongue into my virgin hole. "Please no," I begged, "not there,",but he knew from the wetness in my pussy that my words were betraying my body's response, and he ignored my pleas. He spat onto to the puckered skin at the entrance to my arse and used the tip of his finger to spread the moisture, before slowly inserting. I liked the feeling. I'm slender and pretty leggy at 5'10" and 153 pounds. I could wear most of her lingerie, bras, hot pants, skirts and even a couple of her summer dresses but unfortunately, my feet didn't fit in her heels and her pantyhose were too small. I knew I would take care of that at some point because the thought of slipping into a pair of high heels wearing sheer nylons and a short-tight skirt made me tremble with excitement. Anyway, we were together for almost a year before we.