”“There is something inside babyji. I’ll show you.”He opened the car door where I was seated and got into the car next to me trying to take so...mething from the back of the car. He closed the door and looked into my eyes.One hand at the door handle and one hand in an attempt to search something at the back. I asked him innocently, “What, kaka?”He continued looking into my eyes and slowly placed his hand on my neck. He said, “Babyji, the hook of the necklace is falling off. Let me help. I’ll put. She screams in orgasm as Dave tensed up and grunted as he came in her mouth.Lifting her head and turning to me, cum dripping down her chin she says "fuck me you cunt and fuck me hard" she returned to Dave cleaning his cock as I removed clothes.She moved away from Dave and laid on the floor legs parted "fuck me now" she ordered, I was soon between her legs fucking her."That's it Mike, fuck that filthy cum slut" encouraged Dave.I felt my balls tightening so withdrew as didn't want to cum to. She was in a self-catered hall and had to cook for herself and her mother had gone mad buying up tins and tins of non-perishable food and cooked her three large Tupperware-bowls of jollof and fried rice and thick chicken and beef stews. She was definitely going to miss her Nigerian meals once she was through with her plastic bowls as she couldn’t cook to save her life. When she got into the kitchen she saw four students sat round the dining table. As they were only five in the flat she knew. Wriggling and restrained as I feel the rounded plastic tip pressing at my lips. Teeth closed, I allow them to be pushed aside, feel it sliding across the well maintained enamel as ragged expulsions of air escape from my nostrils to quiver about its demanding length. With difficulty I raise my heavy, drooping lids so that she may cast her gaze on my beseeching eyes, so I may bathe in the warmth of her attention, so I may catch a glimpse of her tongue as it plays about her cruel lips, so I may.