She took her time and changed in silence, deciding to wait until the rowdier girls were long gone. “Where the hell did I park?” She gazed over the... nearly empty parking lot. She knew she saw her car. She knew she did. But for some reason it felt miles away.Had she really danced that much? Even walking was getting hard. Instead of heading in a straight line, her steps took her on a curved path and somehow she ended up face to face with a cinder block wall. It was cool against her forehead. But. "Can you help us?" Sammy said in a whisper to the girl."Yes of course, what is it you want?" My friend and I were wondering if you would get someone to buy us some vodka."The girl looked doubtful for a moment, but then she smiled and shouted something in Urdu to a man at the next stall. He nodded and grinned at us and the girl said she would be glad to help us.We each gave her a fifty-pound note and while her uncle or whatever stood smiling at us (ogling would probably be a better word), off. (I don’t like tasting me cum,) so Charlene grabs my head and pushes her cock in my mouth. After I start to suck it Charlene lets go of my head. Soon I feel her cock growing bigger I my mouth and Charlene grabs my head again and starts to face f*** me making me gag then she stops and I feel the first hot blast of cum hit the roof of my mouth I suck the last drops out and get up remove Jakes gag and tell him to open up and I kiss him sharing the fresh load with him. Then Charlene grabs my boobs. He gently pulled back on her pubis mons to withdraw the clitoral hood and expose the entire clitoris, glistening slightly and waiting for attention. I saw Greta take in a deep breath and give a slight shudder as his expert hands touched her **** again. He asked her the usual questions about any history of disease, how many sexual partners she had had (just me!).I watched as he gently traced his middle finger along her slit to feel for moistness, and then followed the same path with his ring.