Anyway, they passed. A few minutes later they were back.One was tall around six-foot-two with light hair and looked around thirty-five. He had a smoot... slender body and classically handsome face. The other was Puerto Rican, slender with tats and a belly button ring. I heard the tall guy whisper to the other, "Pretty hot ass."I watched as they both came into the room and closed the door. The PR guy immediately got between my legs and shoved his tongue into my ass. Then he began to eat. I fucking. Laden with long narrow boxes, the pair accompanied the chemist to the register. Abby paid cash surrendered from her favorite leather purse.We eat a lot of rice, and early on, Abby preferred rice from India ... a particular flavor of Indian Rice. It came packaged in a raw silk lined water buffalo leather bag ... a hand tooled, hand stitched and hand painted leather bag. Each bag was different.The bags came in one, two, five and ten kilo sizes. Leather bags. Growing up, Abby used the empty bags. Pounding hard into my cunt you order me to play with my clit. I rub my slippery clit, your balls slap against my fingers as you fuck me deeper than I thought possible. Suddenly I feel you slide out of me, your hand firmly grasps the base of the plug and yanks back pulling the plug from my ass. I inhale sharply as my tight hole stings from the sudden withdrawal off the toy.I feel the cold lube being poured on my third hole and the warm tip of your cock presses against my entrance. I take a deep. I looked up at him with love in my eyes... finally he couldn't take it anymore and pulled my panties down, I had on my new ones because I had been walking around before without any on since Justin had sliced them off of me with the knife in the playground!The back seat of the car was quite roomy as they were pretty nice wheels they stole. I slipped onto his cock, which was very erect. It slid in very nicely and felt oh so damn good... mmm... when I noticed Justin had moved the rearview mirror.