The ladder shook and a female voice asked, "Aren't you randy beggars done yet? Time to go."I rolled the girl to her back, satisfied myself with some d...eep and rapid plowing that left her shaking and spent, mouth agape, eyes closed. I helped her don her gown, kissed her sweetly, caressed her overflowing breasts, raked back her wild hair and watched her disappear, still breathing hard.We ran into trouble an hour or so later with Brigid sitting beside me on the driver's seat, her hand stroking my. Like Duni, she’s one of the more restrained and reasonable members of CCL. “There’s a detective here.”There certainly is.Downstairs, a CCL officer named Riona changes the channel on TV, looking for something she wants to watch. She’s Irish, pale, freckled, busty, and not paying much attention to the girl with her head up her skirt.That’s Delilah, a gorgeous black girl from Louisiana with such good grades that the university was just dying to have her on a full ride. She’s no good with her. "You know what? I'm gonna take you to the salon and buy you a nice set of long acrylic nailtips tomorrow and I want'em Fire Engine Red!" he gasps, "And, please don't stop - I'm about to give you what you want, darling!"She winks and brings the filter stained with her lipstick up to take a last drag and lets him see her open mouth inhale before engulfing him and sucking him quickly, moaning and slurping as her free hand pumps him fast. His back arches and his ass comes up off of the bed as he. She didn’t give him an option and put his right hand to her pussy. The stranger hesitated a moment, then Brenda urged him on. He began to curl his fingers, lightly touching her shaved pussy.“Harder please!” She asked. He put more pressure on his stroke. “My pussy is itchy on the inside too,” she smiled. She widened her stance, not caring if anyone was watching. His finger parted her lips and slid easily inside her moistened pussy. Several strokes and thrusts were all she needed.“Thank you!” She.