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indian hardcore ebonyporn Kathryn felta body climbonto the bed,a knee againsther left shoulder.Then a legdragged over herbody and theperson's other kneewas pressed againsther right shoulder.The scent wasunmistakeable -- awoman's pussy washovering just inchesabove her face.

"But I thoughtyou were bannedfrom here lastweek," Sharmoon retorted."Or has OldGrog forgotten already?"

"That's not thepoint... You saidyou wanted tolook, not tomolest me!"

Theobvious choice wasto 'resign' butReena made the'impossible' happen- thatevening with thewhite sheet infront of heron his tableshe seduced themanager. Her boobsrose up anddown with intensedesire of lustand depravity, shewas driven tothis strange 'offering'even more knowingthat her boyfriend was justoutside in thelobby waiting forher to comeout. That infact added tothe excitement forboth and Reenawas 'consumed'. Themanager sucked onher boobs throughthe cloth ofthe 'kurta' andin no timedrenched and soakedin his waterymouthed saliva, Reenaremoved her clothesand fingered thepussy in allits glory rightin front ofhis eyes andunder his noseon the vastglass table. Themanager just satwith his handstrying to reachhis own cock,while she titillatedhim with herown ministrations onher cunt.

"Tell me somethingI don't know."

Feeling somewhat tiredfrom the liquor,as well asfrom the sex,I staggered overto the bed,plopped myself downand fell rightasleep. When Iawakened, I lookedat the clockon the nightstand.I had sleptonly an hour.The second thingI looked atwas Eileen standingat the footof the bed.

"You can startthis afternoon," Jarveenasaid. "There's freshwater to bathewith. When you'reready, come backdownstairs."

Ourroom was onthe fifth floor,and the restauranton the lowerground. We couldhardly wait toget into theempty lift. Thedoors closed andmy already churningstomach gave alurch as thecar started upwards.I could hearNikki panting. Mycock strained atmy pants. "You hot bitch." I whispered.

Sharon was aboutfive feet talland black. Shepossessed a quickwit and alusty laugh thatDale found verysexy. Soaking wetshe might weigh110 pounds, Dalethought. She wasvery pretty, hada wonderful personality,and what Daleconsidered a perfectass. Sharon hadlarge, expressive eyesand a smilethat could lightup a darkroom. Dale hadbeen smitten withher since theyfirst met. Hewas 40 then,and happily married.He had nurturedhis crush onher for morethan a decade,feeling sure thatif he eververbalized his desirehe would damagetheir friendship andembarrass himself.

I stomped backto the house,there was Lisastanding in thedoor, "Get tothe fucking bathroom."I said ina low verymean voice. Asshe turned towalk I sawher beautiful tightass. I smackedit hard, "Ouch, Daddy, I'msorry." I smackedthe other cheekeven harder. Witheach step shetook her sweetlittle ass wouldwiggle, then Iwould smack hertight ass, itturned me on.

I stood inthe middle ofthe room, myeyes staring blanklyforward. Desperately, Itried to blockout the staresand eventual touchesfrom the menperusing me. Theywere speaking ina different languageand were clearlynot natives. Thenagain, neither wasI. They wereall good-looking men,but I couldn'tconcentrate on thataspect at all.One of them,a spiky-haired blondman, was thefirst to touchme, running asingle fingertip frommy neck, throughthe valley betweenmy breasts andonto my stomach.I shuddered atthe sudden sensationhe elicited. Hesmiled at meconfidently with brightwhite teeth thatseemed more likepriceless pearls thanactual eating utensils.

"You aregoing have tobeg me forit," I saiddeciding to makethe most ofthis opportunity.

"Okay,make enough forRolo to eatwith us. Cora,"he said whenshe started inthe door. "I'llleave the doorunlocked and youcan look atthem pictures anytimeyou're a mindto. I liketo look myself."

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As we wentback inside theguys were nowsnacking and watchingan old Rockymovie. Kate wentback to herrecliner and satdown picking upher book. Thenight air hadan effect onKate as wecame back intothe warm motorhome; her nippleswere sticking outof her shirtand were plainlyvisible. I couldnot tell ifanyone was looking,but she certainlyhad my attention.

"Honey, do youthink I've beenblind to your'collections' all thistime? I'm themother of anormal teenage boy...of course Iknew you'd havesome stuff likethat. I justnever expected tofind it. Afew years ago,I found itwhile cleaning thewindows. I knockedover some ofyour books, andthere they were.And they're verygood, too. Youhave good taste."She gave mea saucy smile.

Richard once againcould not speak.Narcissa had herhair loose andit flowed inthe slight springbreeze making hernipples harden. Shehad lovely breastssmall but firm.Richard had notbeen able toput Narcissa outof his mind.Every night hedreamed of her,hot sexy dreams.He did thingsto her inthose dreams thathe never didwith his ownwife. He ranhis finger belowhis collar toloosen it ashe consciously movedhis eyes fromher breasts backto her eyes.

"Becky has blueeyes and brownhair. You havelight brown hairand green eyes.Of the seven,only my fatherand I havethe same characteristics.One is awild, red headedScotsman. The otherfour all havedark eyes. Theyare a Sicilian,a Hispanic, ablack, and anoriental."

"I'll turnthe phones backon in justa minute." Imumbled to myselfand laid myhead back againstthe sofa.