We misunderstood.” Peter sighed. Sex Wu Mei felt a tongue touch her between the legs. She raised her hips to force her wet pussy against his tongue. At Christmas time she had delivered pizza to a couple of college boys who had invited her in, slipped her strong wine and then violated her body. That’s not fair.”
“So I’m a slime ball. She’d been working at the pizza parlor since 10am all week. She raised her legs to clamp on to Jack so that he wouldn’t stop licking. “Jeez, thought we had a real Cat-Woman to fuck. She gave up and went limp. It started but wouldn’t go forward. Could his wish be coming true? That’s not fair.”
“So I’m a slime ball. Wu Mei said “Here is pizza. Let’s eat.” Jack chuckled. They offered her a soda (laced with a generous dose of vodka) which Wu Mei knocked it back before remarking on the odd taste. Stranger’s tongue in cunt. His cock ached. Jack remarked, “Shit, she looks just like I always imagined my 11th grade teacher would look like naked ‘cepting she wasn’t Chinese.
