There are no words to describe it. Very, very soon you fill my mouth with your salty cum and you make me swallow every single drop of it, holding my c...hin up with your hand. When you are finished with me, you step away and you kick the pile of your jeans and boxers away on the floor."Baby, can I have something to drink?" are the first words spoken, the first words I say.You look at me with your known, yet unfamiliar and distant smile.You simply say "No." and turn your head away. Then, before. The quick buzz made my tingling pussy and clit feel so much more aroused that I smiled and took another puff. He smiled at me before he left, telling me that I was just like my mom and grandma. I actually finished the cigarette and played with my creamy slit, before I orgasmed once again, and then went to clean up. It would have been a wonderful summer had my uncle not walked in and saw me taking on another 4 men a week later and sent me back home. Now I was heading for Japan and I hoped that I. Firstly there weren't any cars that Debbie liked, and secondly the salesman was an old man that neither Debbie nor I fancied flashing our pussies at. We'd arranged it so that Debbie and me would go in and have a look round, then come out and tell Jon which car(s) she fancied. Jon would then go in and have a look at it / them and then come out and tell us what he thought. If he was happy then we'd go back in and start working on the salesman. Debbie wore a loose blouse and a short tight skirt. I. Poor woman, I thought. She didn’t really have much of a choice in the matter.On the way home I glanced over at Amanda’s chest. As usual, she wasn’t wearing a bra. My God, how trashy could a person get? My heart started beating a bit faster, and I felt a stirring in my pants. Of course, I knew that Amanda had no sexual interest in me. I was just another pawn in her game, another object of manipulation. To be perfectly honest, I was probably just a notch or two above Jimmy in the social.