A mahogany wood dresser sat on one side of the room and there was a leather couch and love seat ensemble on the other side of the room.Pam slipped on ...o the bed as did my young dancer friend.I slipped off my shoes and started to follow them on to the bed. Pam held up her hand.“Hold up,” she said.“First, we have some business to tend to,” she said.I fished in my pocket for my wad of twenties.“There is an envelope on the dresser,” Pam said. “We only work for tips. The more you tip, the better the. Fuck, she’s getting her post. I don’t have time for this shit.I grab your hand and pull you towards the exit, slamming the door behind us. We’re both giggling as we run across the street, you trying to hold up your trousers and keep your cock contained beneath your mac and me trying to balance in these stupid heels, with legs that you’ve turned to jelly with your skilful tongue and hands. The park’s empty aside from an old gent walking his dog. He doesn’t look like he’d mind a show but I don’t. "Tessa, you're so soft and...."Pain inside me. More whacks. "Shut up and take it." So I watched Tessaand she watched me and after a short time I found I could make her smileif I did, and she started to rock her ass back and forth and Jennaswitched to a thin cane and hit Tessa even harder. Tessa watched me. Idid my best to tell her without words "I will take half if you're withme" and her eyes got soft and moist and then they closed. She relaxed.Jenna hurt my cunt again. "Take her blouse off and. She was hoping for more close full body passion and hearing us talk about it just advanced the moment. Size matters and the fact that it's a black guy makes it all the more exciting. She found it odd that none of his seed ran out of her after that first coupling. Heck, Kristen and I could have told her to expect that. Plant it that deep and it always finds a home. Missionary for passion, from behind for the endless impaled climax as hit sack is slapping up against her clit. Final notes.