I peaked at her pussy, it was extremely hairy but smelt too good!Then I left her and went back to my house and masturbated to that scene which I just ...saw.The next day at around 6 pm, I got a call from Alicia saying that she wanted to meet me. I said okay. She sent a car to pick me up and brought me to a room in the hotel. I came to know that the hotel belonged to her dad.But as soon as I entered her room, I found her changing and quickly rushed out after saying sorry. She called me in, she was. . well, then I can't refuse. It's like it's not my fault. Then it's OK. Know what I mean?" Good, Margi. Now let me ask you this. Are you willing to tell Billy what our deal is?"Margi nodded, studying the rug in front of her, not looking up."ARE you, girl?" Jean nudged her again.Margi suddenly looked up at me and stared for a long moment before saying, "Yes, I am."I touched her for the first time. I placed my hands on the tops of her thighs and slowly stroked up and down. "Then tell me, Margi.. When I do, he removes his right hand from his cock for the first time since I’ve arrived.I start by kissing his balls. I love the feel of the hair against my chin and nose and lips. I’m glad he keeps his balls as hairy as he does. After licking his nuts a couple of times, I slowly kiss up the side of his shaft. By the time I get to the head the pre-cum is drizzling out of his piss-slit drooling down onto his thigh. I lick the addicting pre-cum up, savoring its delicious flavor. Then I run my. Dumbass, he thought to himself, it was his fault! The ridiculous rules and scripts he had created made sure that each sexual act was controlled and there was no real interaction besides the acts themselves. No additional commentary was one of his more ludicrous stipulations; he remembered feeling it necessary to add that to the handbook after one of his blonde sluts had talked his fucking ears off during sex.Reina wasn’t afraid to go off script, and she had made him feel alive. She been his.