"I walked over to them and the guy saw me and didn't even slow down."You can have her next" he said as he pounded her cunt.Marcy's eyes were close and...I leaned down close to her ear. "Marcy baby, open your eyes and be surprised."She opened her eyes and saw me and her face lost some of its color."Keep the ring Marcy. Maybe you can pawn it for enough to buy some condoms. I notice that your new boyfriend isn't wearing one and we both know that isn't safe, right?"I turned and left the room as Marcy. My face press against your skinfeeling the smooth flesh of your butt cheeks. I kiss you there,enjoying the softness on my lips. Then I run my tongue over your assand nuzzle my face into your crack. This is like heaven. You are sucha beautiful young thing. You feel so soft against my face.When I look up, you are staring down at me. Then you whisper out, "Oh,yes....yes. I love having my ass touched. Don't stop."You move your hands to the tight fitting thong around your body,slowly tug it. “Which of my poor pieces do you own?” she said, folding herself into one of the chairs and indicating for me to take the other. “Oh, ‘Ivan#42’, ‘The Greek Woman’ and ‘Self Portrait’. And they are not ‘poor pieces’, they’re masterpieces.” She laughed. “You flatter me, Mr Booth.” I shook my head. “Not at all,” I said, “and please, call me Martin.” “Very well, it shall be Martin, then and Angela, too, I think?” I smiled and nodded. Without the heavy layers of clothing I could see she was quite. And she was wet. And that made it even more see-through.“Turn around, sweetheart.”She did as she asked and revealed a much thinner strap, string-like, that was like floss. It looked tight on her butt crack, not fully covering her asshole. He couldn’t resist, and fondled her butt. Roxie sighed.“Daddy, oh--”He then started to kiss and lightly bite her butt cheeks, back n’ forth, hungrily tasting her flesh, grunting. He pulled aside the thin string and uncovered her pink asshole.“Oh, God! My God!.