I licked my chops as Clint and I slid onto the bed. We moved between her thighs. She shuddered, her body trembling. I loved the whimpers she made. All those naughty sounds. Together, Clint and I lowered our heads. We were going to feast on her pussy. His whiskered cheek rubbed into my face. The tart aroma of Mercedes's pussy filled my nose. Clint growled like a hungry wolf. “Oh, my god!” gasped Mercedes as we nuzzled into her twat. “Together? That's so hot. Ooh, I can see a family resemblance. It's there in your faces. It's subtle... Oh, my god, this is so hot!” Our tongues darted through her folds. We licked at her, teased her. She gasped and groaned. Her head shook from side to side. This wanton heat rippled through her. It was a treat to enjoy. Our tongues darted over her pussy folds. My tongue brushed by Clint's as we licked and lapped and stirred her up. The indian whimpers she made were incredible. They had my pussy dripping with excitement. Juices ran down my thighs. My breasts swayed as my tongue lapped and licked through her pussy lips. Clint's tongue licked fast. He plunged into her young depths, making her gasp. “Holy fucking shit!” the girl groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, that's good. Damn!” Our tongues caressed the other's snatch. “A freebie then?” she suggested. “Mom might have been sleeping but I wasn’t!” That was okay, I didn’t see it as a problem if it was just his past. His tongue worked tirelessly against every inch of her cock he could reach, sucking when he could, trying his best to up her pleasure, to make her cum, to give her everything he could. He fought hard not to cum right then. “Oh, did you buy your daughter implants?” Imogene asked, glancing around. He looked at her. White women were taught that sex with white men was only to be tolerated for this purpose, there was never any pleasure to be derived from it. "Nonsense, we should stretch everything out. Her personal favorite method of torture, an affinity shared by her whole clan. She grabbed my tits with her trembling fingers, raising up my nipple to her lips. The temperature was a little warmer than the rest of the store. I don't feel good about you trying to do it multiple times." He told her that if he caught her doing it again, she would instead be spending the last hour of every shift working as one of the bar's prostitutes, where she could at least charge for what was happening to her. “You told me you masturbated in the shower fantasising about me. Do it for me now, I want to watch, don’t hold back.” And you are free to leave at any time if you choose not to continue. God, it felt good, having Mum caress my skin. He pulled the ponytail towards him and pushed forward his hips so that his penis touched the lips of her mouth, which automatically opened wide to receive him. When could I ever, I thought to myself. Much to his annoyance I kissed him on the cheek. One Hundred Thousand Credit bounty currently available for returning her to Aghara-Penthay where she is to be raped until dead. Something in my head told me she would like this little piece. You made me promise.” She pursed her lips, suppressing a smile, “Aren't you too sore?” My snatch felt so... open. Tawny said I wasn't expecting you to pull it off but oh well, since you are naked, I guess there is no harm. Pulling her work shirt and bra off was the highest priority. Then she leaned down again and kissed her deeper and passionately. He brought her hand over to his indian throbbing cock. “I don’t think we’re at that stage in our relationship,” I chuckled, eyes half-lidded with lust, my voice seeped in seduction, “maybe you can tell me what you know about Sentients, Brandon; then I’ll tell you my last name.” If I had to explain what it is in one word the word would be AFFLUENCE. Though it aroused him he thought he should have given them more time. Only the three of us knew about the rape and we wanted to keep it that way. That became the final straw and we broke up. I got very nervous. "She looks so damn sexy"