After a while, he said,-it is so uncomfortable to keep this inside any longer-Then he opened his pants and took out his cock. I laid there on his legs...and took it in my mouth.As I was stroking it in my mouth, he was moaning.-ah yeah baby…that feels good…no teeth please-What did he just say? It was the 1st time he said so. What made him doubt that much about me?I kept stroking and after a while, he was holding my head and moving it up and down.After a while, I left it getting fit against my. " Look at that!" Roger said, going over to a collection of wood and clay toys. "A hobbyhorse!"It was a pole with two small wheels at one end, and a cloth unicorn's (the other end of the pole) head crudely, but lovingly made. There was small furniture, and bowls and plates, and toy knives. And there was a cradle, and baskets for dolls of every ancient description--wood, and clay, even some cloth ones who had seen better days. There seemed to be just about every kind of toy a little girl would. "Fuck me, I need more cock" screamed my love.Only too happy to oblige many men strode forward, one grabbing her by the hair and standing her upright.She looked so beautiful, a sexy black dress, revealing in the most intimate ways, low-cut and stained, patches of cum all over, the dress I bought her, flopped down and barely covering her sex.Watching as with his hand in her hair he pulled her towards him and kissed her sensuality, slipping his tongue inside her wet mouth.Cum leaking down her. . I slipped one finger in and massaged my clit. Imagining it was him taking me in this bathroom stall. I added another finger and kept penetrating myself until I came thinking of him inside me. Then I went back out and continued the night as if nothing happened. I decided then, that I would see where this went, or where I could take it...The first day we worked together, we didn't really get a chance to talk. I could feel him staring all day and I made sure to send my energy his way. We didn't.