"Is that all right?" Beautiful," I said dreamily, "nearly perfect." Only nearly?" I can think of eleven things I'd rather have in there, Amy." Are ten...of them my fingers?" she asked teasingly and I nodded."Yes." And what's the other one?"Still with her eyes on mine, she took the razor out and put it into her mouth. I watched as her tongue licked at the glistening plastic and she grinned,."Your tongue." Watch me then, Jackie."Her head dipped and I felt the softness of her lips on my thighs. I. "When we got back to Albuquerque, it wasn't long before Margarita proudly displayed, to Carol and Earl, her new documents, and explained to them that she was now Margarita Salazar.Later, when Margarita was out of the room, Earl said "You're getting in pretty deep, Boy, getting phony documents for that girl, and all." Well, Earl, she's an illegal. Granted, our Mexican border is about as hard to cross as a small-town residential street at 3 a.m., but I want her to have some basic protection. The full contingencies of hanger-ons and entourages were in town as well, making the city a veritable poser’s paradise. I was staying at the Hotel Bulgari. That evening, I decided to check out the always hopping Gold. Gold is a club designed by Dolce and Gabanna. I figured the place would be jumping and I was right. It was absolutely the night of the beautiful people as I made my way along the velvet ropes, to one of the beefy doormen and gave him my name. He politely asked me to wait and. “Do you like it?” I ask her.“It's kind of weird,” she cries out."But does it feel good?" I ask.She doesn't answer. I brush against that cameltoe a lot harder."Do you want me to stop?" I ask."....No...." she moans.And with that answer, I get the courage to pull her panties off, revealing a nice puffy pussy. Her outer lips look so tender with only a hint of hair over top. I slide my finger inside and I can feel it getting moist. I make my way to her hidden gem at the top and rub my thumb in a.