After a few minutes of this slow sexual torture, I can tell its time for me to cum, my breathing gets deeper and I can no longer pull out of you slowl.... Now, my cock is coming out as fast as its going in, you notice the difference and start to pull on your nipple with one hand, and start to finger your clit with the other. You are moaning and gasping for air, like I am, ready to cum in any second. I look down at my cock banging into you, and it's a blur of motion, in and out in and out. I am. "Honey I can get rid of that tattoo. I can do it for you if you want," Boris said, putting his arms around her."Don't forget that since you want me to remain pale and white I can no longer go to Ibiza and see my Spanish friends since you're afraid I will get too dark from sun tanning," she was on the verge of becoming hysterical."I'll be here for you, that is more than I can say for your friends," Boris said."I don't want to think about this anymore. I don't want a bigger headache, just clean. It looked like a respectable restaurant. I half expected it to be a dump.He hadn't arrived yet, so I took a seat at a table and just waited... and waited... and waited. By 7:40 he hadn't showed up yet, and I was really getting pissed. By 8:00 I was getting ready to leave when he finally showed up.He was a disgusting looking man, unshaved, unbrushed hair and only about 5'8". When I stood up to vent my anger he quickly whistled loudly, "Dame baby, you sure are fine".I blushed and looked around to. He got that familiar feeling in his groin, his knees went weak and his mouth started to water. He could not keep his eyes off of her and he positively drooled when he looked at her big ass as she passed by.Shorty was about 5'5" and weighted no more than 135 pounds soaking wet. His women used to toss him around like a doll. They would pick him up and squeeze his face between their breasts until sometimes he thought that he would pass out from a lack of oxygen. They would sit him on their laps.