I would have never in a million years been able to afford even one of them. “Smart girl,” he smiled wider. He let go of my thigh, and I wouldn’t dare move it. The darkness seemed to never fade. Right when I started to feel more strength, the tip of his tongue touched my hooded clit, and ran it from there, across the length of my lips – never inside – teasing the spot between my pussy and my ass, finishing with my asshole, paying special attention there. I knew I had something going for me, with my natural brown hair with slight natural red highlights; average build (I like tacos), triple D sized breasts. Now I felt a little exposed. We drove for what seemed no time at all, and no one touched me besides bounding me. They watched it all. The stairs Lucifer was leading me to wound loosely and I was literally in awe. It was definitely a California King with silk black sheets and a poster including the black curtains that were drawn to go with it. Soon enough.
