He leaned forward, running his hands right up to her pussy as she fucked herself. Her breathing got heavier and heavier as his hands messaged her and ...he began pumping the large cock into her."You like big cocks! Don't you?" I said."Yessss! You know I do!"I stood back and looked at the scene. It was so sexy.There she was, lying on the bed, her legs spread vulgarly wide, fucking herself as Hunter leaned forward, messaging all around the outside of her distended pussy, as it swallowed the big. Suddenly she left the room. Next 15 minutes was hell. I could neither move, open my eyes nor don’t know where she is; very difficult times. With a very erect cock, a young cute girl you all must have been imagining how my position is. Then she came back; a more confident and bold face. She shook me, trying to awake me, but I controlled my urge and held on. Then she did the zing thing, inserted her hand inside and held the cock fully. Uh! I was about to loosen up but silently turned right side. Beside him Angela, neat in her WRNS uniform, presented a picture of military efficiency.The aircraft rolled to a stop. Strangways waved an ambulance forward. Clegg helped the groggy and confused Ilsa to stagger down the aircraft steps and into the back of a military ambulance. As the doors closed one of the nurses helped Ilsa onto a bed and then proceeded to strap her down. The drugs were wearing off. Ilsa put up a bit of a struggle but the nurse was obviously experienced in dealing with. Within reason, ofcourse. Did Jackson tell you about rule #1?"Tyler shook his head. "No. She didn't tell me anything." Ah, okay. Well, darlin', rule #1 is, you never have to do anything youdon't want to do. You can turn down any job you don't feel right about.Usually what happens is, a client will call up Jackson and tell her whatthey need. Number of girls, what we'll be doin', hours we'll be workin',all that good stuff. Then Jackson rounds us all us girls and gives us thelowdown on the job. She.