Melissa's guy trouble basically consisted of her wanting a serious boyfriend but every guy she met never seemed to want a commitment. Was this normal?... Was she wrong for wanting more? Her friends just confused her further so she would ask Father O'Maley for his thoughts. Father O'Maley was a good looking, overly polite man in his 40's who liked classical music and talking at length with the little old ladies after church. Rumour was he has been seen kissing men but his popularity keep him in. After I licked it clean up to the last drop of salty cum, the guy just slipped out of the hole in the wall, leaving me frustrated, since I wanted to get punished wildly by this lovely thick and hard dick.I continued watching another movie, where a naughty brunette babe was being double teamed by some hungry black hunks. The bitch was screaming like crazy as those niggers ravaged her little body.It did not take long as another hard cock entered the hole.This time was a white guy; but that cock. “Sanjay mujhe khushi hui ki tumne mujhse milne ke liye wakt nikala. Mujhe malum hai tum apne business mai kafi kamiyab ho aur meri company tumhari company ke mukable kuch bhi nahi hai.” Pooja mujhe dekhte hue boli.”Mujhe bhi aapse milkar kafi khushi hui.” Maine kaha.”Hum baat aage badhaye uske pehle mai tumhe kuch dikhana chahti hoon.” Wo apna briefcase uthane ke liye thoda niche jhuki to uski skirt thoda aur upar khisak gayi jisse uski jangho ka upri hissa nazar aane laga. Wo wapas ghumkar. “You want get leied? I give flowers if you give big one.” She rose up on her toes and gave him a big kiss while her bare breasts rubbed against his bare chest.I pulled Karen to me. “Do you have flowers for me? Can I get laid too?”She answered, “I give you flowers, Mister naughty Fisherman, but you not get laid on the beach where strangers can watch. Come to my village. We have fun.”Ken grabbed the cooler of fish from the boat, and we followed bouncing boobies and grass skirts that swayed to.