Dark red&hellip, it always was her favorite color. This hookah was her personal prize. It only had one hose, one smoker. She pulled the airtight box f...rom its hiding place and opened the lid. Once released, the heady aroma drifted, tickling her nose. The new batch of bud was a dark green, but the crystals were so thick it turned everything pastel. Breaking it apart just enough to smoke easy, she arranged the weed in the hookahs bowl. Covering everything and arranging the freshly lit charcoals,. Thrusting the cock in deeper and deeper and I lift my tit into your mouth and you bite and suck my nipple. Slam fucking you, enjoying the freedom of fucking someone who likes to fuck as hard as I do. Someone else who lets go to sexual freedom and doesn’t let her life be controlled or constrained by false modesty. Someone who knows what she wants, what she needs, and takes it with both hands. You bring me out of my thoughts by biting my nipple hard, one of your hands holds the other , pulling. Margie had a nice round bottom. This wasn’t much of an issue for most girls, but Margie also had a proclivity for short skirts. Many times Jason had seen Margie’s panties peeking out at him because her round backside was barely contained by those mini skirts.“Well, at first, I thought about how disgusting it was and maybe getting you to pay me not to tell anyone,” Margie said. “The more I look at it though, the more I’m calling bullshit on the whole thing.”“What are you talking about,” Jason. Her pussy was covered in matching G-string, black lace that you could see her pubes through. Unlike lots of women, she doesn't shave it all off. And her legs were covered with seamed black stockings. She couldn't have been more of an obvious slut if she'd turned up naked. As I was host I stepped forward and started to kiss her lustfully. I'd wanted to fuck her for months and now I was getting to. All that pent up lust was being let out now. My hands cupped her arse cheeks and squeezed her full.