She was rather proud of her skills, as they all were, and rightly so; Herr Mozart's people were very good at what they did."What is this?" Mozart narr...owed his old gray eyes, looking at the gift wrapped package Eva had placed on the table near him."It occurred to us," Eva smiled with a glance at Wolfgang, "that we don't know your birthday, Herr Mozart. And so we decided that today is as good as any other. Happy birthday." Happy birthday," Wolfgang echoed, lifting his wine glass in salute."Open. “Remember that white boy that just left,” Valentine whispered.“Yeah. Why?”“I bet he goes around back to fuck that bitch.”“What?”“Chile, yes! I been fucked back there a couple times before. Wanna watch?”“Is it safe?”“Yeah! We just won’t let them see us. I know a spot. Come on.”Austen followed Valentine outside. Sure enough there was Micky on his knees sucking off a sexy, curly haired blond dude that looked like he chopped logs for a living. “He’s hot,” murmured Austen.“Yeah. That’s John Ross. " Oh! You don't have to, really." She replied holding her body to meet my pace. "Shhh oh! It feels good" Yes, so good" I whisper in her ear, nibbling her ear. "You're my first time, Kiran." Really! Oh! Raza. I'm glad to. ohhhhhh" She murmured as my penis drag along her clitoris. "You're my first too. Raza"I put more pressure thrusting my penis into her, as my feeling grew higher. I feel her pussy throbbing and clenching my penis as she mourning in pleasure. Her beautiful breasts press against. We pull up outside a small country pub, and we go inside for a drink. You tell me to find a table, as you need to go make a couple of phone calls to make sure everything is ready. I see you watching me from the door and I slowly uncross my legs so that you can see the tops of my stockings and what underwear I'm wearing. A big smile appears on your face. You walk slowly over to me, never taking your eyes off of my legs, as you get closer i open them slightly wider before crossing them, teasing.