I was tingling, my legs parted naturally and I expected and wanted him to finger my cunt, in fact I wanted him to ram four fingers up my wet hole.Unfo...tunately he didn't, but when I turned round and bent to serve him, my skirt rode up of course and Ali and Abdul got a close up of my arse. They didn't mind and I felt two fingers slide in my cunt, my legs again parted and Ali fingered my sopping wet gash whilst I served Malik coffee.I didn't move, I just stayed bent over while Ali rammed his. I felt his cock stiffen a bit and quiver as he prepared to unload his balls.I took the first shot of his seed straight down my throat. I backed his cock out of my throat and received his remaining shots into my mouth. I swallowed his cum and licked his cock clean. He put his cock back in his pants and said thank you as he left the booth.I stayed in that booth about four hours that second day. I sucked at least twelve more cocks during that time. Some of them lasted a long time before emptying. ’ It caused me to consider more about the ramifications of whatever clandestine activity she was involved in and how it might affect me. Except for the experience with the thugs a few nights ago I’d never thought much about being in personal danger. And, the way she’d handled things I felt like she knew what she was doing and wouldn’t do anything to actually put me in harm’s way. Would she? A block from her apartment, I followed her into a Burt’s Yogurt Yurt (or as it was called, a B2Y), a. He was in his underwear, she had on a pink thong with a little bunny on the front and candy striped stockings, alternating white and red bands covering her shapely legs almost to her pelvis. She woke soon after he did and pressed against him, her D-sized breasts giggled and mooshed into him. He looked deeply into her cat eyes and kissed her full lips. She sighed and returned his kiss, their tongues swirled together as they embraced. He ran his hands up-and-down her shapely form, exploring the.