She was wet already and it was shining with her flowing juices. She was holding my head and her fingers were running in my hairs as I was kissing. I g...ot up and she was sitting moaning like hell. She immediately locked lips and hugged me. Our lips started wrestling, saliva was dripping from our lips on to our chin. I licked the dripping mix of our saliva on her chin and she licked it on mine. We were licking our faces like cats.We laid back on the couch and I was on top of her, kissing her lips. Yeah, Hell wouldn’t exactly be fun and games for the Don here. You’re still not getting into Heaven, buddy. Just for the record. You were just lucky enough to avoid Hell and the torment that I’ve just described,” Toz laughed as Big Joey grew very pale indeed.“What else might he have expected?” Salome asked Toz now, the cum from a GNC clerk still oozing out of her ass.“Well, a red hot pitchfork, of course. Right up the bum! By red hot, I mean with actual flames on the points,” Toz grinned at. “You going to take ‘em off?” I asked. “Babe, move.” He tugged at her hand, pulling her awkwardly to her feet. I stood, drawing myself up to my full height, seeming to tower over his bad, drunken posture. “You leave her alone.” I said. Cliché but heartfelt. That’s when he hauled off and punched me. If it could be called a punch. I took it like a man on the jaw, and barely cocked my head from the force of his puny pugilism. Then I showed him what a punch really is. The sound of my meaty. I pulled the laces till they cracked and managed to bring the edges together. Natsuko could hardly breathe but was satisfied with the result. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” said the young man as he packed the corset neatly into a discreet carrier-bag, doing his best to keep his eyes off Natsuko’s breasts—she having flirtatiously “forgotten” to put on her top. “May I see that dress over there?” she asked, pointing to a dummy standing in one of the rear corners of the shop. It was a.