I could let you through. But what about your scrawny bitch girlfriend. What say we that we blow her to fuck and just let you through.” “It’s eit...her both of us or neither of us,” Buttercup said firmly. “In that case,” snarled the guard as if challenged, raising his gun and holding it up as if ready to let loose. And then with a bit of a snarl. “Yeah! S’pose we could do with a bit of a fuck. Oi! Jello! What d’you think?” His comrade threw the stub of his cigarette onto the ground, and stubbed it. Suddenly, he had me spread on the sun- lounge. My legs splayed across it. My plaid skirt flipped up and my thin panties eased down over my ankles. If I thought I was getting a leisurely pussy loitering experience to match his sensuous downward series of calf kisses as my undies went off, I was fully mistaken. He was licking my shaved pussy rapidly with a purpose. Get me excited fast. He succeeded.“Orrh, Arragh, Mmm, Oh Mmm... Ohh... Urrgh ...Fuck... Oh Fuck....Yes...Ah...Ah”All from me and. .. I unlocked my car to drive home. So when I started the engine, my colleage came up to me, asking if she could drive home with me. She lives a block away from where I live, so we sometimes car-pool together. She a slutty looking fat, little girl, 40 years old, about 1.55 m in highth, with huge tits and an even bigger ass.... "Hop in!" I said and we started driving home. "Thanks for taking me", she said and softly touched my leg, rubbing gently up and down. I looked at her, then down at what. I don't? I'll just explain it. I live with my Dad, but I don't really head there too often. Usually I sleep in a motel with some hookers, or someone from a casino or bar lets me share their bed. I've blacked out in allies once or twice, but only when I completely overdid my drinking. Actually, I don't really sleep that much. Although, sometimes I just don't want to do stuff for a while and a want to be in a safe place. I head home then to crash and stay in bed for a few days. And sometimes when.