" None", Luslayla shouts, kicking me. "This is invalid. Make it hard, baby. Like this."She gets the whip and causes it to crack on Barebo's naked body...loudly. The punished girl moans."One", i count. "None", the black lady replies. "It was only a sample for you. It doesn't count. Do it yourself."I strike about six times till she accepts my hit as a valid one. And it continues like this. I have to strike two or three times till she is willing to count. Now and then the African girl is giving. “That’s so good, push harder” . She came again within a couple of minutes again with an even louder “OoooH”. As she came down again from her high feeling she dropped her legs flat on the bed forcing my hand out. She reached down for my wet hand and brought it up to her mouth and started licking my fingers “ I like tasting myself on someone else” she said.“Now I need to take care of you’’ as she took hold of my still erect cock, she got up on her knees alongside me and started wanking me with. Mary Ellen had no known ties to anything important, like the mob or politics, so it would be just a small investigation.If they tied me and The Brit to the case, then things might get interesting. I didn't really have that in mind, when I threw them Jeff and Phil. It certainly wouldn't hurt to have them focus somewhere else.I called the number on the card for Agent Morris. "Agent Morris," was the way she answered her phone."Very business like," I said."Who is calling?" she asked a little. Anyway, she ended up having a few drinks that night, obviously aroused by finding what she did, bucked up enough courage and went ahead an used itShe must have been at it at least 15 minutes by the time I walked in, DRUNK.That was the moment that changed my life forever! She was naked, bent over on all fours on the floor, moaning with her round soft ass in the air with my ex’s vibrator deep inside her wet trembling pussy going in an out, in an out as hard as she could.This was all happening all.
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