My godddd..lick more…fuck”I was licking her dripping pussy with my tongue and rolled it inside her. Her pussy was opening up beautifully. I finger...ed her further with my tongue licking her outer pussy lips. I got up now and removed my pants watching her naked below the waist. Her legs folded up and spread out. Her pussy drenched. She saw me removing my pants and my thick hard cock. Looking at my cock she put her hand between her legs “Fuck me, hard babe…” and inserted her 2 fingers into her. Below me was a parking lot, and beyond that a Denny's restaurant. In the distance I could see the downtown skyline. Past that, I knew, was the Mississippi River, but I couldn't see it from where I was. Memphis seemed like a rough place - run down mostly. It was the kind of city that reached its peak decades before I was born, and had since been sliding into blight and poverty. It was a sad, tired place full of people who for the most part seemed resigned to defeat as a way of life. A city like. Another sharp slap to his upper thigh and Allen gave up. She was toostrong and he could do nothing. With quivering lip and a steady flow oftears he let her dress him. What she did, he would never be able tolive down as he heard the front door open. His mother and Aunt werefinally home. Bertha Lou had obviously planned this for some time andnow he would be totally mortified."Ohhhhmyyyyyygawdddd," he heard as the two women entered the livingroom. The sound of bags hitting the floor as he. You will be truthful or so help me…” Jay seethed.“I’ll do anything you ask, just don’t hurt me,” Maggie interrupted.“Have I EVER physically harmed you, Mags?” Jay asked with a touch of hurt and sadness.“No, Baby,” she answered, hoping that she could sweet-talk him into calmness. Maggie felt relief when he asked his question, punctuated with his pet name for her.“Don’t you fucking call me baby, Mags. Just answer my fucking questions. First, why? Why would you fuck around on me? And with Marty of.