The loudest of them all was a stocky guy with a baseball cap and skin the colour of roasted coffee beans. "Ay, chica," he called out "You starting today, no?" I nodded and unshouldered my pack. "You should go see Maruja, she show you where you can dump your gear." Gracias," I replied, smiling gratefully. "Where can I find her?"He inclined his head to indicate the direction I should head in, and I picked up my pack again, suddenly feeling full of beans and much recovered from my hellish journey.I started out through the trees and he called after me, "And after that come and see me, no?" resulting in a burst of laughter from the guys and snorts of derision from the women present.I looked over my shoulder to see the Chicana give him a shove. "Ay, Pepe," she chided him, "you need to show some respect."The banter of the group faded away as I approached the hut he had pointed out. I pushed open the door, to find nothing inside, save for a few open sacks of raw coffee beans stacked. The reason, she was moving so fast, was Dylan working her ass and pussy. She held me tightly in her mouth and was moaning deeply in her throat. I held out as long as I could , but started to explode deep in her throat. Her mouth sucked every drop of cum and swallowed it as it came out of my cock. Not only was I being sucked, but I was being cleaned, such that when my cock emerged it was clean of all cum. When Elin pulled up off my cock, I was drained both sexually and physically. No one had ever done that to me. I sat in the chair in a stupor from just having the best blow job in my life. Elin looked at me and smiled. “How was that Steve?” Elin moaned. Dylan was still sucking and fingering her from behind. I just mumbled something, but I don’t know what. Elin kissed me and I could taste my cum on her lips and tongue. I sat there just watching her move. Dylan jumped up, grabbed Elin and threw her on the bed. Elin screamed with pleasure as it was her turn to get off. Dylan kissed me.
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