" What does she say she wanted?" Nikolai asked."That she wanted to meet you." Is that not possible? I am a celebrity--women want me. Some girlsget c...razy over celebrities. Maybe she is an American." That is possible," Sergei said switching to a low voice, "her Russianis a bit strange, yet familiar." How so?" She sounds a bit like you. She use similar words to what you use, andshe speaks our dialect." There you have it, then. The American woman is crazy about me somuch, she studies the way I. "Want another taste?" she teased with a wink.I was a little unsure what she meant at first but when she looked down at her cock and then back at me I smiled and undid my seatbelt. Leaning over into the driver's seat I tried to avoid the stearing wheel as I put my head in her lap and took the head of her cock in my mouth. Once again I tasted a trickle of precum from the tip which only got me more turned on. I began licking the side of her cock while at the same time using my right hand to play. Bill would walk by the room moments later to find Lisa on her hands and knees on the floor by the bed. She was spitting and sputtering as cum streamed from her mouth and even out her nose. Josh knelt next to her, milking one of her big tits.Lisa looked up in time to catch Bill’s eyes before he disappeared from the doorway. How much he had seen, she had no idea. She soon heard dishes clattering in the kitchen. Bill was emptying the dishwasher.Lisa leaned down and grabbed her robe, using it as a. “Only joking” she laughed hiding the strap-on under her skirt “but if you do want me, you know what you have to do”, and then she was gone.After several more drinks the girl with the spiky black hair returned, nibbling behind my ear and openly rubbing my wet cunt. Then she pushed her knee with the triangular rubber things hard against my clit, while tweaking both nipples. I could have died; she was making me cum again. I could feel it building up rapidly. "Kiss me quick" she demanded "then I.