Britwitch
Classically curvy
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“Baby, I will do anything I can to protect you. I am sorry we are in a bad situation because of who I am. We better get back in there before he gets antsy.”
As they re-entered the living room, Lizzie felt heat flood her cheeks as the sight of Suzi hungrily sucking Tom met her eyes.
“Hey buddy, you explain how things are to your lady? I can sure tell you her pussy looks sweet, good enough to eat! Come on Lizzie why don’t you get over here and sit on my face while this slut finishes suck me off?”
Lizzie glanced from Suzi's face bobbing back and forth against his waist to Tom's leering expression, making no attempt to hide her revulsion at the idea, her delicate nose wrinkling.
“Thought we were going down to the beach and what I told Lizzie is that you are a slimmy little bastard. You are right about her pussy being sweet but she probably doesn’t want it anywhere near that disgusting mouth of yours!”
Lizzie stepped closer to Jerry, holding his hand a little tighter and fighting against crying out as Tom shoved Suzi off of him and began to walk towards them.
“Well we can go on down to the beach if you two want...But I was thinking that Liz here is the type that would prefer being fucked in a more private setting. Come on sweet thing, I know Jer told you he is in a fix. I am sure you would be happy to help him by playing with me, wouldn’t you?”
Lizzie gasped as his hands took a firm hold of her, yanking her head towards his with one while the other groped her breast. Her exclamation as their lips met was muffled as his tongue tried to force it's way into her mouth. She braced her hands on his shoulders, trying to push him away.
“Mutha-fucker I told you she isn’t interested in having anything to do with you!”
Lizzie had just wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand when Jerry raised his fist to Tom.
“Suzi, run get the constable! This stupid ass is going down!”
"NO!! Lizzie yelped, causing Suzi to freeze mid-scramble with her sarong hanging from one bony hip.
“Well Liz what’d you say? Give me a couple of hours and your man’s troubles are fixed. Tell him to hit me and he is going away for a long time!”
"Promise...swear that whatever you know about him you'll forget..." Lizzie was amazed how calm her voice sounded as she moved between Jerry and the sneering Tom. "I...I'll do what you want but you have to swear you won't make trouble for him, or for us, afterwards..." Lizzie swallowed nervously as Suzi's face broke into a sickly grin behind Tom. "Two hours, you want right?...Fine." Lizzie took a deep breath. "Two hours and then you and your girlfriend leave and never come back..." Her eyes met Tom's boldly. "...and don't try to kiss me again..." She added firmly.
As they re-entered the living room, Lizzie felt heat flood her cheeks as the sight of Suzi hungrily sucking Tom met her eyes.
“Hey buddy, you explain how things are to your lady? I can sure tell you her pussy looks sweet, good enough to eat! Come on Lizzie why don’t you get over here and sit on my face while this slut finishes suck me off?”
Lizzie glanced from Suzi's face bobbing back and forth against his waist to Tom's leering expression, making no attempt to hide her revulsion at the idea, her delicate nose wrinkling.
“Thought we were going down to the beach and what I told Lizzie is that you are a slimmy little bastard. You are right about her pussy being sweet but she probably doesn’t want it anywhere near that disgusting mouth of yours!”
Lizzie stepped closer to Jerry, holding his hand a little tighter and fighting against crying out as Tom shoved Suzi off of him and began to walk towards them.
“Well we can go on down to the beach if you two want...But I was thinking that Liz here is the type that would prefer being fucked in a more private setting. Come on sweet thing, I know Jer told you he is in a fix. I am sure you would be happy to help him by playing with me, wouldn’t you?”
Lizzie gasped as his hands took a firm hold of her, yanking her head towards his with one while the other groped her breast. Her exclamation as their lips met was muffled as his tongue tried to force it's way into her mouth. She braced her hands on his shoulders, trying to push him away.
“Mutha-fucker I told you she isn’t interested in having anything to do with you!”
Lizzie had just wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand when Jerry raised his fist to Tom.
“Suzi, run get the constable! This stupid ass is going down!”
"NO!! Lizzie yelped, causing Suzi to freeze mid-scramble with her sarong hanging from one bony hip.
“Well Liz what’d you say? Give me a couple of hours and your man’s troubles are fixed. Tell him to hit me and he is going away for a long time!”
"Promise...swear that whatever you know about him you'll forget..." Lizzie was amazed how calm her voice sounded as she moved between Jerry and the sneering Tom. "I...I'll do what you want but you have to swear you won't make trouble for him, or for us, afterwards..." Lizzie swallowed nervously as Suzi's face broke into a sickly grin behind Tom. "Two hours, you want right?...Fine." Lizzie took a deep breath. "Two hours and then you and your girlfriend leave and never come back..." Her eyes met Tom's boldly. "...and don't try to kiss me again..." She added firmly.