”After Jeff and his women had gathered beside the carts at the beginning of the downslope, the supervisor spoke up. “I apologize, ladies, but ever...one has to wear hard hats while we are in the tunnel. And before you ask, there isn’t any chance whatsoever of the roof caving in or anything falling on us. The granite is solid and every inch of it has been doubly tested. You may also notice a dry, somewhat dusty smell despite the concrete tunnel cap that was put in place as the borer worked its way. I have shoulder length light brunette, almost blonde hair and a narrow face with a long broad slightly bulbous nose. But my actual six feet six inches height has a narrow frame. "Tall drink of water," pronounced the big bouncer who worked at the rock and roll club I worked at. Aside from the fact that he was bordering on forty, he actually looked like the bully my costume portrayed.The ripping noise announcing my escape from the costume, I revealed my skinny self to her. My disobedient eyes. He shoved a finger into her overflowing cunt. As much as he was aroused by fingering her ass dry, he didn’t want to hurt her. A little lube would benefit them both. He pushed the well lubed digit into her ass and heard her squeal. That abused hole was protesting his fingers. She was open wide enough for his cock. Pulling his hand free of her ass, he was satisfied with the gaping hole. She was loose enough that he could see the pink flesh inside. Pulling her down in the water, she was impaled. Suma was shouting like a cheap public prostitute. Hearing that made Sheela more horny, increasing the pace of her Suma’s pussy licking. Suma was ecstatic and soon reached her orgasm.After that, Sheela got up and kissed Suma making Suma taste her own vaginal juices which from Sheela’s lips. Watching these and their erotic actions, I couldn’t help but start fingering.Sheela then made Suma lie down on a bench which was in that old building and started kissing her wildly. Suma was enjoying all.