Even after you left there was no rent to pay, no bills it just kept getting paid for," Sarah blurted out as she remembered Julie telling her why she had left before. "I think you want to get naked short stuff," laughed Julie. "Wait," Sarah said wishing she could suck the question back. "I owned it, well in fact still do among other properties, a gift from the lovely Mary to try to woo me back, now bra," Julie said licking her lips. Sarah knew she had no choice and reaching in the middle of the bra at the front she unclasped allowing her breasts to swing free. As Sarah saw Julie's lust ridden gaze she felt herself get even wetter between her legs and without thinking cupped a breast and rolled her nipple between finger and thumb making each one stand out. Sarah was starting to get a little breathless, as she panted, "Why didn't you come in after Mexico?" "Because you wouldn't have accepted that we weren't going to work and would have done something stupid ...." Julie's voice trailed off as she bent her head down before looking up and saying softly, "no that's a lie, I couldn't trust myself not to make a blowjob fool of myself by trying to tear you away from everyone interracial and keep you for myself, because my heart was breaking at losing you." Sarah stared as she saw a tear trickle down Julie's cheek and said softly, "Now my panties love." Hooking thumbs into the sides Sarah did her best impression on what she thought a stripper might do until they sat in a lacy puddle round her ankles. Pulling a chair tight close Sarah held Julie's face pussy in her hands, "after you collapsed and the mysterons whisked you away why did you stop contacting me, why did you let me think you were dead?" Julie looked deeply into Sarah eyes as she said, "that's two questions so that 120 seconds to start," and as she said it she unfastened her watch from her handcuffed wrist, and after pressing a few buttons laid the watch so both could see it. Pressing a button twice the counter went from zero to 60, then 60 to 120, and then as Julie said. "OK start rubbing," it began it count down to zero. Sarah's eyes were fixated on the watch as she watched the counter race away as Julie started talking. "Well the mysterons, or my employers as they prefer to be known, had a lot of questions for me after you set of so many alarm bells walking in clutching those passports." "Sorry," panted Sarah as she watched the clock and couldn't believe that only ten seconds had passed and already she felt tingling inside, Her fingertips were already slick with her own juices as she rubbed her clit that was standing proud away from the hood. She was tempted to slow just a little but Julie was on her movements like a hawk, "No slacking, no slowing," Sarah moaned softly and rubbed willing herself to stay on this planet as Julie went on, "After they had patched me up, removed bits and put me back together again they sat me down and wanted to know who the hell you were." Julie giggled to herself watching Sarah face start to screw up as she continued; "I just told them that you were a New York dyke who was trying to pull me for wild sex and apart from that knew nothing about you." "And the believed that?," Sarah said gasping as she squirmed in the chair, her juices dripping down her ass crack. "Yep eventually and that's another question so 60 seconds on the timer." Julie laughed, pressing a button causing the counter to Hardcore rise again, as Sarah gritted her teeth rubbing her clit that she thought might explode any second. Julie watched as Sarah stood a little and half crouched one hand actually pulling her lips open as she rubbed with the other hand. Stroke your cock for me she said but be quiet I am taping this for some one.She had a camera set up turning it on then sat down spreading her legs. He told him man you saw the hot chick when she came in, Well she's offering to fuck and or suck all of you either inside or in the parking lot, Your choice" " he'll bend her over a table and have at it.. I wouldn't care about the rules. On top of that, she could not move Hardcore her goddamn arms. It had layers of lacy petticoats sewn to the inside to give her outfit a frilly delight. “Fuck you, you stupid, selfish piece of shit! slightly pussy squeezed. She offered him a comforting smile before standing. I was proud of the tight amount I had produced, and I wanted to keep it as a bit of a trophy. The scent you are wearing is one I do not recognise, subtle, but it has the desired effect and increases my need for you. interracial The words wrapped about my blowjob thoughts, cocooning me in this warmth. Someone said we stay naked till we meet again tomorrow. She loved this so much. She was rewarded by his swollen member filling out its head into a taught purple sheen, and she glanced to either side to see if the other men were similarly engorged.