Then came those beautiful legs that apparently had just been shaved, long and smooth. Steve was awakened from his trance by Kelly’s voice. “What ...do you think of my butt, Daddy?” She spun slowly around, and Steve’s eyes came to rest on the most shapely ass around. He only thought he had seen it before, but closer inspection this time revealed a paradise. Round but not too big, he couldn’t take his eyes off it. “Daddy, is it too big?” Kelly’s voice awoke him, and he stammered an answer.. " Yeah right! The day I become a Black, gangsta rapper out of an LA ghetto, then you can buy me bling." [I mentioned this because the facetious description of myself turned out to be amazingly prophetic, as I only got one word wrong.] "The only thing I want you to buy for me is very small bikinis, because I have very simple and unselfish pleasures."They still expressed frustration from time to time, especially Julia, so I tried another approach: "I honestly don't have any objection to you. “No fuck it!” Sarah replied, adding with a smile “or better still fuck me!”He needed no further instruction; soon the sound of moaning and short shallow breaths filled the room again. Sarah squeezed her legs tightly around his back and he responded by running his hand over her leg from her knee to her ass then smacking her ass hard. Sarah squealed and playfully squeezed harder. John raised himself on his arms looked down on her breasts and continued to pound himself into her. She signalled him. He laid her on the bed and spread her legs. Her natural tight vagina caused him to get off in a short time. After she used the bidet and left, I had collected the money. "I had to go pee," she giggled. "Did you use the bidet?" I asked. "Yes! I just got to pee," She said and winked. After she relieved herself, she opened the door and two black men were standing there. "Excuse me!" she grinned, "I've got to fix my lipstick." "Sure! We just want some of that hot vagina," One man, who was.