You could see he had a hairy chest with the “V” of the jacket in addition, he was wearing sweat pant. He spoke softly but quickly in broken Englis... with an ascent. I guess he would be from an east Europe country or perhaps he was Greek. With a smile on his face he said come on, you want a BJ? I give you one. I’m good-feel better than your hand. Come on; let’s go in this booth come on.He opened the booth door, walked in and got on his knees come on, in here. It safe and I followed him into the. Myhands felt like the rest of me, really shaky, and my emotions were inturmoil. Simultaneously I felt sick and excited to the point that I hadto force myself to undress.Selecting the first things that came to hand I redressed in a matchingset of powder blue satin panties and padded bra. Praying that I did notdamage them I carefully smoothed a pair of shimmering sheer tights up mylegs with my mind a whirl trying to come to terms with how suddenlythings between us had changed. Selecting a just. He slipped the smooth metal pole inside me. I cringed as I could tell I was wet, as it slid in easily. I looked up at the ceiling and bit my lip to stop myself moaning. He was silent, I daren't look down at him, I was sure he could hear my heavy breathing. A moment later, he had done his job and was pulling the cool metal out. I couldn't help but feel disappointed, my body was craving for his touch. I looked down to James and saw he was still staring between my legs, he glanced up at me and my. Santos was passing round a tray of refreshments, water, drinks, and little pieces of fruits. By the time we had all regained our strength. Omar, Max and I repaired to the mattresses, while the others took the couch. I was on my back with my legs opened wide, and Omar fluidly mounted me and held his fully erect cock to the slippery lips of my well used pussy. I would have thought his passage would have been smooth, but the reality was a little different. He pushed his mushroom head harder and.