......................Across town, Janet Fallon was performing her traditional Monday lunchtime role. On her knees, dressed in black silk underwear bu... still wearing her black fishnet stockings and 'signature' black leather high-heeled boots, she would be expertly fellating the charity shop's manager Carl. Naked and with his eyes closed in ecstasy, the man was lounging back against a huge pile of discarded clothing."Suck it, bitch! Suck it you dirty whore slut!"Sensing the 'moment of truth' was. That evening and henceforth, whenever I found myself in need to beat off to something other than the super models in the magazines I found myself re-envisioning those breasts I saw.The fantasy never had a beginning of its own for I could never imagine a situation where I would be able to get my teacher to strip for me. But it started past all those nuances right into the action. “There she was kneeling in front of me with her million dollar smile, topless.I stood over her, my cock in my hand. I asked my wife if I could lick Samantha's pussy first and she responded my saying "ask Samantha its her pussy" I did and Samantha wiggled in delight as I spread her legs and pulled her bikini off. I slowly ran my tongue up and down her lips lingering on her pierced clit teasing it back and forth. I brought my hand up and pushed a finger inside her. She purred with delight as I explored her pussy with my finger and tongue. I glanced over to my wife and saw her bikini was around her ankles and. " The space was tight and I contemplated grabbing the gun as I passed by, but she kept it pointed directly at my gut the entire time. And both the other girls had knives – although Lacey who was holding a scalpel didn't look like she could cut a worm. I sat down alongside Bobby. She looked very scared."How many of those hand cuffs do we have?" "Only two" Wendy replied. "We'll use them on the guys. You first, stand up and turn around with your hands behind your back." I reluctantly complied and.