My eyes bulged at the sight: I did feel a moment of anxiety, but nothing was going to stop me now. Her hair was blonde (but from a bottle, not natural), of similar shape and length to my own, but somehow more adult in cut. Beeg sex I walked out into the street, stopped under the awning at the shop’s front, and rang the number immediately. Down below, the blonde was still giving me the full benefit of her skills with her mouth and one hand (and she was clearly a practiced pussy-eater), whilst shafting her own cunt with her other hand. ‘Nearly all of the lesbians in this town pass through our hands, at some point or other,’ said the uniformed guard
