”“Anita ... that’s one of your friends from uni right? Why wouldn’t you invite her?” he asked, half interested.“Honestly babe, it was just... an oversight,” I said. “It was all so last minute and we didn’t think of her. Anyways, to make it up to her, we’re actually thinking of taking a girls trip down to Mexico next weekend.”“Oh wow, all of a sudden?” he asked as his full attention shifted to me.“Yeah...” I said. “You know, we all get so busy in our lives as we start to get older and end up. I wanted his huge cock into my wet hole. He wanted the same and I soon felt his hand under my skirt. He headed straight for my crotch to feel my pussy. He commented that I am already wet and what kind of whore was I. He talked dirty to me as he pulled down my panties and threw them on the floor. He lifted me on the counter and with his hands spread my legs far apart. I grabbed his cock and guided it into my pussy. I was extremely wet and excited as his huge throbbing cock slid into my. I'd seen the half finished scrapbook a few days before. I wondered if I could sneak another look at it in her room while she was out in the garden.This was what I did. Opening the briefcase in her room, I found the finished work. I wouldn't have time to wank over it, I'd have to let it throb and hopefully not cum in my pants, and relieve myself later.The book had all the work and photos I'd seen before, with more descriptions of her prostitution to Hassan. However, there was more.She'd written. She slid my shorts and thong off and onto the floor. She dove into my completely shaved pussy. She spread me with her fingers and licked my juices as my clit began to harden. She lapped my pussy like a starving puppy and then went for the clit, sucking it with meaning as I began to cum and release my juices into her mouth.He moved from his position and came over to us. He began to suck my hard nipples and she moved her mouth from me to his thick, stiff cock. She began sucking him off as he.