Her juices were flowing down over her thighs and some near her asshole.She was standing keeping her one leg over the basin. I licked each drop of her ...juice near her ass hole and thighs. Her boobs were still not explored. So I stood up and almost tore her bra and started sucking those handful mangoes. Meanwhile, she removed my tee and shorts and made me nude.I was sucking her boob. And she was stroking my dick. She was pleased and satisfied with my act and kneeled to take my dick in her mouth.. Taking a whiff of my pits naturally caused me to swell up even thicker, and my big mushroom head was now flared out like a d o g s. Keslo barks out “can we fuck him Dillon—huh--can we fuck him”? Braxton looks up at me with the cutest beady eyes, and nods his head up and down, never loosing his grip on my ever increasing swelling dick. I can feel his mouth almost 'bump' as he slides over my thickening veins, now popped out like a junkies arm. Reaching over to the nite-stand drawer, I fish out. I hated Ireland; of course I missed Annalise, but it wasn't just that. Although the country of Ireland is beautiful the people were shite, or at least those that I came across were. Being spat at, sworn at, having used sanitary towels, shit filled nappies, and the contents of piss pots thrown at you doesn't endear you to those who do it. The filthy language, from children, young girls and women, had to be heard to be believed. What really got up my nose was that the majority of the local. I unzipped my jeans, and before I could even shimmy out of them he was ripping them down my legs. He spread my feet apart - and they weren't even out of the jeans yet, but just down around my ankles. I didn't care, 'cause now the fingers of his right hand were dancing around the outside of my sopping-wet pussy. One finger in. Ttwo. And then three.Next thing I knew, I heard a wet 'popping' sound sound as he sucked a finger on his left hand in and out of his mouth. And there it was! RIGHT at the.