My right hand was on her butt and it looked like we were headed for a rematch. She made that clear when she pulled her lips away from mine for a secon...d.“Can we make love?” she whispered. “I want to do it looking into your eyes so I know for sure that it’s you and not a fantasy. I want to feel you come inside me and know that you are the one filling me up and focused on just me. Can we make love, Jett?” I answered her with another kiss and a little pressure from my hand on her butt to move her. The slight but present cheesy smeg under the rim of my knob was powerful and this was the plan I wanted testing. How would she react to natural scent other than manufactured ones?“Holly, Holly, here; there’s a good girl,” I wooed her gently.Her button nose inched forward and I could feel her hot breath on my purple-headed prick. God knows what I would have done if she thought it was an edible offering, but she ate stuff off fingers so I guessed I wasn’t in too much danger. There was no danger;. Alright, pants OFF!? I quickly pulled down my jeans and pink panties. I heard the humiliating ‘whoops’ and whistles. I bent over and readied myself. ?SMACK? came the blow. ?Okay, guess.? ?Sue??? I answered timidly. They all laughed. ?No!? I heard two or three of them say. Then Sue’s voice. ?The shoes!? I kicked off the sneakers I was wearing and bent over again. ?SMACK? ?Uhhh?.Jane??? More laughter. ?NOOOO!? The shirt Jane said while laughing out loud. This continued. The place was full of those African street seller guys and full of a strange smelling smoke. They all looked as we walked in. I ordered a coke & Jay had another Brandy. We moved away from the bar to have our drinks. I started to feel really relaxed, whatever these guys were smoking was good stuff.I remember Jay was looking quite dreamy. A guy came up & started talking to us in broken english. He wasn't African but looked like he might be Morrocan or something. He kept saying ' beautiful english.