The Shark with the knife growled, "Get out of here, you stupid Gringo. This is Sharks business, and we don't like interference."I said, "Put away that... knife before I make you eat it, you stupid pollo." Calling him a chicken was kind of weak insult, but I was not at my best with Spanish while I was facing a knife. I was afraid that he might use it on the shopkeeper. The idiot's companion did compound the insult by laughing at my choice of words.The man with the knife said in Spanish, "Shut up,. “There's nothing wrong." He kissed the hill of golden fuzz. It tickled his nose. He squeezed the globes of her ass. His sister knew what he wanted. She lifted up, arched her back and gave it to him. The moist, spongy flesh landed on his face. His sister's young lust was seeping. He flipped his head side-to-side, opening her. Gloria sucked in a hissing burst of air. The taste made him quiver. She shoved her pelvis forward, smashing her pussy on his thrusting tongue. The girl's juices coated his. All the while he was ravishing my tits, his cock was rubbing harder and harder against my now soaking wet pussy. I thrust my hips forward to meet his hard cock. It seemed to be as anxious as his mouth was.Bobby slid my arms downward. They were now straight out from my shoulders. His lips had begun kissing and sucking their way down my body. The warmth of his tongue on my skin as he licked me made me tremble.When he arrived at my navel he thrust his tongue into it hard. At the same time, he. All I know was it felt amazing! to the point that I didn't want to stop. But, as I'm satisfying my tingly itch, I notice my little dic always would stiffen up and intensify my feelings to the point that I would stop and try to ignore that tingly itch, but easier said than done, but the more I ignored that tingly itch, it just intensified more to the point that I wanted to find something a little bigger than the drum stick. So I ventured out to the tool shed to see what I could find and there.