.. I tossed her belly down on the filthy turned over trash can and quickly bound her wrists to the handle and secured her legs with a chain around the... base. She was prone and her butt was nicely propped up in the way I had bound her. That's when Jamile, a 40ish gang leader, a powerfully built black man with scares and tats to prove the years he spent in prison, walked over, my contact here. "Is this the bitch?" I just nodded. "sweet ass"I handed him a envelope of cash and reminded him, "Don't. We dissolved into each others arms,i was lying on her and our mouths met again as we kissed and kissed and kissed,...kissed so deeply and so continued,eating each others mouths for at least 15 minutes. I sucked her tongue deep into my mouth and continued sucking and then concentrated on her lower lip and nibbled and sucked on that too,running my tongue over and over – this is so sensual and one of my favourite turn-ons. Finally,we relaxed,gazed into each other's eyes and smiled...yes..we. “Nothing like fresh air against your skin!”Meanwhile, the flatmate was leaning out over the railing. Her strawberry blonde hair ruffled gently in the breeze, as the hem of her T-shirt rose ever so slightly to teasingly offer a glimpse of the bottom of her butt cheeks. I exchanged a brief glance with my friend and she nodded almost imperceptibly. After spending the day in a hypersexualised state, we were actually ready to escalate this to another level.I placed my hand just below the small of. I was building quickly to my peak, aching and rocking, fighting every second, squeezing my thighs around his head, digging my hands into his hair, crying his name, almost a prayer. One hand slipped from my hip, and then his fingers were there, pressing into my tight pussy, hooking into me, and I was lost, gushing on them, orgasming so hard I couldn’t breathe for a moment, soaking them, soaking his tongue as he rushed in to catch my liquid. His tongue lapped up my liquid desire, his throat.