I then asked "Well, what would you want to be next"? He said "Her tits are perfect and would fit nicely in his hands". He went on to say that he would...love touch her tits, finger her and eat her pussy. He said he would love to fuck her, but he thought that would be taking it too far. I let him know that she has a wet, sweet pussy and seeing him finger or even eating her out, would be hot. I would love to watch her squirm with his head buried between her legs and his tongue deep in her hole. I. With a zipper. Oh, I should mention that her previous costume had been so tight that I could see the pout of her vulva outlined perfectly and had rejected it out of hand when I realized that the synthetic material kept getting sucked up into the crevice of her vagina. She’d thrown a fit, of course, stamping off to her quarters, fueled on by my chuckle. Her accessories were fairly simple, at least. White knee high platform boots and gloves, a pink domino style mask, and a pair of bug like. His hands slid down, clawing the sides of her asscheeks. Monica's ankles bounced on his shoulders as he fucked her gooey pussy as fast and hard as he could, pounding her ass onto the couch with every thrust of his cock."Ooooooooohhh, shit! Fuck your mother, fuck your mother! Yes!... yes... yesss... yesssssssss! I'm cumming, Paul! Jeeeessusssss! I'm gonna cummmm!"Paul fucked her as hard as he could, slamming his cock into her hot, hairy fuck-hole, pistoning his muscular young ass up and down. I slowly caught up with her and walked beside her for a few steps.'Hey'She looked at me for a second.'You wanna make some extra money?'She shook her head and continued looking straight ahead.'You sure?'She nodded.I stopped and turned the other way.I tooked a few steps in the other direction, but changed my mind. I turned round and looked back at her. Young girl, walking by herself late at night. Isn't that how all good ****s start? I decided to follow her, perhaps walk next to her and chat. Who.