Lustery Submission #139: Johan & Lauren - Latin Lust

I looked for any little fish to see if they’d eat my turds but I didn’t see any. “Maybe human turds don’t make good fish food.” I thought as I did it again. I kept doing it again until I didn’t get any more turds out then I went back to filling my pussy instead. That was more pleasurable. When I got bored with doing that I tied the hosepipe how I’d done it originally and lay down with the jet pummelling my clit. As I waited for it to make me cum again I wondered if rinsing out my pussy like big cock that straight after a man had cum inside me would stop me getting pregnant – if I wasn’t on the pill. I decided that I’d google it sometime. I eventually had enough sun and water, with no one else around, for one day and put the hosepipe away. I thought about what I was going to Hardcore be doing at the club that night and decided to get something to eat right then, rather than going to the club with a full stomach. I didn’t want to risk throwing-up in the middle of the show. I didn’t fancy putting any clothes on so I wandered over to the café. There were a few people there but, apart from a few glances, no one said anything to me. Manuel did though. He was his usual cheerful doggystyle self and after asking to see if my butt was still red, he thanked me for letting him take the photographs of my friends and me. “Anytime Manuel, all you have to do is ask.” I replied in Spanish. “I may well do that some time Señora; now what can I get for you?” I had a nice meal and a few blowjob tequilas before heading back to the missionary boat for a nap. Plans that were below the surface well within a cave system. Dave big cock nodded. And she was hellish to all blokes trying to get into her pants.” He invited her up on the bed to play with good old mom and him, but Gloria indicated that she firmly nixed that. And then, if I were to join in a li’l bit here and there and see where things lead, it’s not like she can really complain, right? You slap Hardcore my hip hard and command, "Beg me to continue. I couldn’t feel it in my head, but in my heart I knew there was a clear difference between May and Nicole to me. Nicole was great to talk to, and less shy than a kitten on Ritalin. My missionary doggystyle heart stopped and I was about to jump up and cover us both up. Intending to scout the Orc stronghold and see if we can formulate a plan. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a couple of bottles of good wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a relaxed evening with my friend. How could her sister fix this fuck up of hers? Mollie and I had fucked high on grass, acid, mushrooms, peyote, all sorts of downers, even crystal blowjob meth, and all of them just seemed to truly rev up her sex drive.