What if some drunk asshole steps in front of you and says 'Blow me for a dollar, bitch'?" You start doing that, and you'll have ten other guys around ...aying 'Blow me, too'. And they won't stop there, either."She didn't say anything, but she looked pretty unhappy."Okay, so you don't want me ordering you around. That's cool; I wouldn't want to have me ordering me around, either. Still, I'm probably better than the next guy who accidentally gives you a stupid order and finds out that you'll do. ‘You won’t believe what else that dude’s up to.’ ‘Wadda you mean?’ This time Bronson’s curiosity got the better of him and he looked up. Pasquale was hanging by his tail. That wasn’t so unusual considering his species. But on his face was a grin unlike any ever seen on a possum. His forepaws were busy doing something Bronson felt certain he didn’t want to know about. ‘Pasquale, what in the name of Moby Dick are you talking about?’ The possum continued watching for a moment, then he glanced. After a few minutes of nipple sucking I kiss my way down her tummy I use my hands to rub her inner thighs she says touch my pussy please it needs some attention I give into her request. My cock is standing to attention for her she says I’ll suck that in a minute I reply yes please but first my pussy needs some attention. I start stroking her soaking wet pussy I feel her juices all over my fingers I lick it off to get the taste of her wet pussy I go back to stroking it for a few more minutes. “you want more don't you little slut" .... Say you want more" I managed to gather some breath between moans “YES SIR... I WANT MORE SIR", "augh" I felt so dirty, the fingering deep and hard, my lips I could feel were swollen: they must have looked a sight, I could feel my wetness as with each thrust he coated my fanny in my juice... he started ramming even harder, my toes curled, biting my lip and screaming intensely into my moist lips…he showed no mercy fucking my cunt as if it went deeper.