Again she began sliding her hands over my legs, my butt, and my cock.She reached higher and pulled the top of the pantyhose down until theywere a roll... just at the top of my legs."I think I like you in stockings better," she spoke as she startedrubbing me through the panty. "You have no idea how much I was thinkingabout wanting to do this during the afternoon, but pantyhose can be sucha pain."She peeled the panty down adding it to the nylon, my cock sprung outtoward her face. She held it and. I was slowly started the kiss on chicks, making my way to the ears and neckline. I made her lie on the bed and started my tongue work on her. Kissing her on lips lightly making her wet . Kissing upper boobs caressing her navel and ass over the sari. I again started kissing her lips this time more intense fully and she responded by holding my face and making her way into my mouth. She was french kissing me. Making sounds . It all getting hot now. My hands were roaming on her boobs. Pressing and. She said through her tears. What about the two big black guys? I demanded to know. They work for the casino boss, and are his debt collectors. She said sadly. I sat down on the chair and tried to think this mess through. I could take the video to the cops and have them arrest the two black guys for sex with a minor, but they would just send some different enforcers and someone here could get hurt. Man did my head hurt from all this stress, and the knockout punch that I never saw. I looked over. It was too sensitive. She smiled while still on my dick. Then did it again. I sat up. A third time. I pulled her head off my dick and up to mine. I kissed her passionately, my tongue swept through her mouth, tasting a few remnants of myself. I didn’t care.After a long embrace, I sat up, leaning against the headboard with her between my legs leaning back against me. The best way to sit with a girl, it gave me full access to whatever I wanted. She let her hands rest on my thighs as I.