I can smell their odour from her heaving breasts as her grip is interrupted as Linda is turned over onto her back, a load of cum now splashes over her... naked writhing body. Just fuck her ass, she fucking loves it a voice says as I look there is already another man pumping at Lindas ass. One manwho has been guarding the closed door to the bar now lets in two more men.Almost in unison they say, you weren't k**ding that is one balck dick loving bitch right there. One of them presents his huge. I thread my fingers through the silky strands and hold his head against my breast. It urges him on and his tongue moves faster. Rubbing against his hard cock, I try to relieve the ache he’s creating. Sensing my need, his hand travels down my stomach and over the thin material of my sweatpants until its resting above my mound. He gently strokes his finger over the cotton and I push my pelvis up into his hand. Frustrated, I disentangle my hands from his hair and start pulling my pants off. He. “You’re a prick,” Rosalind said smiling. “Why yes,” I said and continued the massage using deep tissue techniques on her thighs, knees and legs. I pressed my thumbs deep into the arches of Jo’s feet and she actually moaned a bit in delight. As I finished and wiped my oiled hands off on a towel, I smiled and faked a cockney accent and asked Rosalind, “Did I miss anything, Mum?” Rosalind’s genuine accent fired back, “Yes, you cheeky American bastard, now kiss me and finish this job properly!”. We talked alot. About school, friends, family, our problems. His friendship gave me a good reason to live and no matter what went wrong, Jeremy was there to make it seem like it was small and didn’t matter. And in my sheltered life, most of it didn’t. He had asked me out several times, but each ended in a polite smile and a no. I wasn’t ready for a commitment or anything. I’ve always been told I’m a free spirit that would take years to tame down. He would back off the topic, and I knew he was.