” She sighs. “Break the ice with her. She likes coffee, so that’s a starting point.”“Okay, I’ll figure something out,” he says. “I’l... keep you posted.”“You do that,” she says.After saying their goodbyes, Roman closes the communicator. He sits at his desk for another few moments before getting up and walking out the office.“Brea, where can I find a good cup of coffee?” he asks, stepping up to her desk and feeling the same way he did when he first met her mother.“I’ll go get something for you,”. She slurped and licked the entire length, running her tongue down to his sack, her fingers piggybacking his own, with her other hand at her ever wetter pussy, running it's length, plunging her fingers in and out deftly, a wet slurping sound matching that of her mouth. She returned to the tip, then with encouragement from his hand, she took his full length to the back of her throat. He cried out with lust and desire, hunger. She kept her tongue pressed firmly to the underside of his dick,. I hoped it would spur them toshoot further. I was shaken from my thoughts by onecontestant saying, “Fuck it. I quit.” He came up to meholding his huge, black, tool in his hand and kneeledbetween my legs and guided his prick into my wetpussy.The others gathered around my body; one put his penisin my mouth. I started sucking it while the one guyfucking me came in my pussy. The remaining contests,witnessing the mayhem, came out and joined in. The guywhose penis was in my mouth came. It was still dark, but the eastern sky was lightening with the dawn. She recognized this stretch of road leading to the farm. The trees were dense through here, but only for about 30 feet on either side of the road. The fields on either side were grassy with horses and cattle grazing. Actual farming had stopped 2 years ago with Grandfather’s illness. The fields were lying mostly fallow except for about 40 acres planted with wheat and maintained by a neighboring farmer. Grandfather had a rather.