That was just the unfortunate reaction he had expected from her. "It's not me Flic, it's orders. You have to."Flic launched into another angry tirade ...s she went back into her room to look for a formal suit to go with his dress uniform. How dare Bill try to tell her what to wear! He had no fashion sense whatsoever. She decided on a white blouse with a conservatively cut dark-green jacket and matching short skirt. There were a few silver details, but not so many as to appear vulgar. Flic would. I went for one of the towels I alsonoticed that the suit was gone. Again I wondered how that happened andwondered if my living quarters was something more. I wrapped the towelaround me and made my way to the bedroom and decided to get some rest.I awoke sometime later again without any way of telling what time it wasI felt like I was stuck in time. The towel was still on me and I didn'tnotice any robe or anything like that. I got up and I noticed a largewhite candle lit on the floor. As I. This had to be him, it had to be.I sucked his cockhead into my mouth. I rolled my tongue around on it and made sure it never left the confines of my lips. I savoured every nuance, every movement, every change in presentation. Its heat never stopped as I sucked it further and further inside.Not once did a hand touch me – just his cock; sliding effortlessly into my mouth. I wondered what he would taste like. As soon as I wondered that, pre-cum seeped from his tiny hole and coated my tongue. Fuck. ...I could hear a big cheer around me what did i do, before i know it all my clothes had been ripped of and i was naked completely myself, they started lifting me up and bring me to the sofa even then they couldnt stop touching me or trying to push fingers inside my little pussy wich was getting soaking wet from it.They put me on the sofa and two of them opend my leggs holding them, guys came stand behind the sofa with their big bclack african cocks slapping my face, i dont know why but i just.