Maybe the Velqui left and the crew was recovering. And now they were looking for me. It had to be that. I was all the way on the other side of the shi.... They don't want me.Footsteps. Coming straight for me. They were soft. Through the metal slats on the door, I caught a brief sight of a robe swishing around feet. No! NO! Not me! NOT ME!!The door opened and all hope died.I was too scared to move or speak. The Velqui stood for a moment, her head tilting to one side as she regarded me. She was. " I'm in Bond Street." I know." Shall we walk .?" Home together?" Yes." Why not? That would be lovely. Go and get changed and I'll fix this drawing and store my kit."It just happened that I was pulling on my jocks when, without knocking, KT came into the store room to put away his drawing kit."Ooops," he said without a smile. "Both storing our equipment. I'll wait for you by the water thing. I'm parched."On the way home we talked of inconsequential matters. The attitude of our prime minister. Her eyes were wild and her mouth salivating as though she’d die if he didn’t give her his cock soon. Marcus moaned. “Fuck, baby.” He slapped his cock over her tongue. “Am I a good slut, Daddy?” She blinked up at him.Marcus stared at her bright, lust-filled eyes. She loved it. Loved being a whore for him. And Marcus would make sure she got what she needed, within reason.Beads of precum wept from his cockhead. “Lick it, baby” he ordered.Her tongue darted into his slit, and she moaned as if. And I was getting damn close - I usually like my blowjobs to last much longer, but I needed to feed this stud my load so bad my balls were throbbing."Oh yeah, you're such a good fucking cocksucker," I said, the dirty talk pouring from my lips. I always curse like a sailor when I'm about to cum in an obedient cocksucker's mouth. "You make this big dick feel so fucking good. You're gonna make me fucking cum, are you ready for that?" Mm-hmmm!" You want that, cocksucker? You want me to cum in this.