She spoke English very well; her Greek accent made it more like music to me. Her olive skin had a silken sheen, one I was keen to taste, but not with ...undue haste. Her breasts pushed firmly against her pale blue blouse. The buttons looked strained as her breasts were obviously quite full and wholesome. She stroked her long hair back behind her ears, where she wore golden hooped earrings, of an ancient design.She leaned back and studied me like one of her Classics books. “It’s pleasant to meet. "I'm afraid that's not all," Maddie said. She pointed to a pair of fashionably ripped white jeans lying out of place across two piles of green sweaters. "Do you see that?" I thought those jeans looked suspicious," Pete said."Good eye," Maddie said. "Not many people would have noticed the complete difference in material, cut and color. They're practically invisible." She picked up the pants with mock reverence and laid them across the bar of the rolling rack. "Now they become another item to be. She looked up at me as I came in, and she smiled!"Hey!" She said, and reaching out her arms towards me, she said: "Come here, you! Let me hold you!"I laid down next to her and we embraced each other warmly!She wanted to know how I was, and I assured her that I was fine. She seemed glad to hear that, and we kissed.She said the four black guys had left only about half an hour before I'd returned, and that everything had gone just fine.She looked tired, but in a happily spent sort of way, and that. He then pulled out and shoved me onto my back. He put my legs up onto him and put his thick cock in me once again. He was fucking me and then came in close. We were skin to skin and he came in for a kiss. I kissed him back and we made out tonguing each other. Right in the middle of kissing he pulled my head back and told me to open my mouth. I did and he spit in it. He said, "swallow it" so I did and he said, "good boy" and kept fucking me. He pulled on my nipple rings twisting them and sucking.