..." The photographer tried to stop her.Rose laid her hand on the photographer's shoulder. "She's going to dothis, regardless of what anyone does to t...ry to stop her, so there's nopoint in arguing about it." Rose smiled, then took the hands of both ofOscar's girls, Nancy took Cora's, and they walked toward the castle stepsto be ready for Bebe.The man shook his head and shrugged."Hi, everyone!" Bebe called to the crowd, which had grown to at least twohundred people at this point. "As you have. So I keep a hand on your cozy, wet ‘penis-eater’ and with my digits continually playin’ around in your muff, my face stays drawn to your cushy, warm bosoms. All the while, as I’m enjoying your mounds and amusing myself and having my way with you, repeatedly, as though each time is a grander and finer experience, I lick–and tug–and bite on those long and dazzling bee-stings. Eventually though, I wean myself away from your scrumptious bustline. Then I stand to your side and blatantly flaunt what. Don't get naughty. Let me get these chips." Don't be like that, Ginger."I slipped her thong away from her ass, and her pussy was there, soft and moist to my touch. I ran a finger up the pussy, with its short and curlys, then lifted the finger up to her lips. She opened her mouth and tasted herself. I was pulling down my sweat pants, and releasing my hard cock."Oh, damn, Jeff. Don't do that. Now don't. He's right in there, man. Oh shit."My mushroom head of a prick was touching her wet slit, and. It really gives a treat to the eyes when ever she bends.I always fantasize of fucking her,I seldom knew that my long awaited dream would turn into reality, On that day I haven’t gone to the office as I was not feeling well, As usual was alone in my house when my maid came to do her daily chores.She knocked at the door,as soon as I opened the door I was awestricken by her beauty,she was looking more beautiful in that blue colour sari she was wearing v necked blouse, through which her beautiful.