Kiss karte maine uski top mein hath dala toe paya ki usne bra nahi pehni thi aur uske boobs aur kamar ko massage karne laga. Main kyunku bas shorts me...in tha toe vo b meri kamar nakhun gadane lagi aur khud ko mujh par dabane lagi aur siskariyaan le rahi thi. Hum 20 min kiss karke alag hue dono bohot paseene mein the. Maine turant uski tshirt aur capri nikal di toe vo bas blue panty mein thi aur uske gore gore bade boobs bohot hee ssunder lag rahe the. Usne bhi meri shorts utari toe lund dekh kar. The next day was Friday and Maggie headed off to her last day of work for the week. She had thought about LaShawn after he left the night before and he had told her what gym he worked at. She actually considered going to see him at work, but then the night went on and she forgot about the idea. It probably wouldn't have done any good anyway and he might have gotten mad at her coming to his work. After all, being a stripper can sometimes make people uncomfortable outside of the club. It was again, a very tall and very black Jamaican man.When the masseur began his massage, I was surprisingly calmed and was enjoying it. His hands were working magic on my body. I was in a virtual trance and thoroughly enjoying the experience when I heard a familiar whimper. I knew instantly it was Melissa.Looking to my left, I saw the veiled outline of the very black Jamaican on top of Melissa pumping her pussy, with what I’m sure is a very big cock. Melissa was multi-orgasmic and would. “Listen baby, I talked to the barkeeper. The place has a backroom and he gave me the key. What about us doing some serious balling over there? I’m craving for that dick of yours”, Zane said. King Kaiser smiled, “Dex, you read my mind”, he said. Zane laughed: “Yes I do”. The backroom was nothing fancy. It was partly used as a storeroom, but there was also a bed. Customers could use it if they wanted to spend some private time with someone. The bartender didn’t mind. Not in the least because he.