I was hopefully almost out of this situation; I just had to act carefully.---Good. Open it up. Inside you will find a few numbered boxes. Only open bo... #1. You will find further instructions inside. Understood?---Understood.---I pulled off the tape that sealed the box shut and opened it up. There were, in fact, several smaller boxes inside with numbers written on them in thick, black marker.I pulled out 'box#1' and slowly unwrapped it.Inside, was a piece of silver paper and a handwritten. They were bigger, filled me more and I gasped.“Oh, please.” I wasn't even sure what I was pleading for. Let me cum? Fuck me? Use me? The last thought was disturbing, but all thoughts were replaced by feeling, by a kind of instinct and need.Tentatively he pushed his cock in my mouth and I took the cue, closed my lips firmly around it and sucked. With one hand I reached for his balls, massaged and squeezed them gently.I heard his sharp intake of breath, the loud moan. He forced his fingers deeper. She glanced at it as we pulled out of the parking lot and just smiled and winked at me. I think she was as anxious to have it in her ass as I was to put it there! As we drove toward her apartment, I started to rub her leg. I could feel her cock growing inside her pants, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. That was okay, I wanted to service her too. Once at her apartment, I got settled in and unpacked my things. The spare bedroom was small, but I didn’t plan on sl**ping in there much. .hhhhhh ufffff mmmmmmm.. Mar gayee reee aur baki lund ko under ghusane se rok liya aur boli dine aram aram se under kartee jao mai ruk ruk kar dheere dheere sara lund uski khusurat gand me dal diya to wo dard se bilbila uthi aur boli zalim mar diya tere mote tagade lund ne aaj to mairi gand phar dali re tune, kitana zalim lauda hai tera re uff ahhhh hiiiiii ufff maro meri gand raja kas kas kar maro raja aur khud hi apni chudad ko aage pichhe karne lagi uski gand bad kasi huwee lag rahi thi.