She'd grab my head and fuck it on her cock. Then she'd stop, letting my breathe, as she inspected my arse. She must of known, from looking and poking ...t my hole, that I was used to getting fucked. I dunno, maybe she just didn't give a fuck. And continue, lengthening the mouth-fucking moment, causing me to gag and wretch for longer and longer. I was glad it was over. My eyes were watering and I had snot attempting to escape my nose. 'Bend over baby,' She said, rising from the bed. I took my. Robbie has been watching my every move and once I'm naked, I glance over at him and shrug my shoulders, grinning. He notices that my cock and balls are shaved."Why don't you have any pubic hair?" he asks."I shave because it makes me feel cleaner. Besides, girls like it because they don't get hair stuck in their teeth."Robbie looks kind of quizzical until I say, "You know, when they're sucking my cock."My last comment makes Robbie turn beet-red and he giggles.I can see out of the corner of my. ”Then just as quickly as the warning was broadcast it ceases. The feed is cut, the site goes dark. Chairs shift and feet scuffle on the floor. Phones are pulled out and numbers dialed. Many people in the shop have children or nieces and nephews. Many probably know someone close with a child. Whatever the case may be, the warning is enough to cause panic. Panic and confusion is a good start. Spencer sighs. The terrorists have major backing to be able to pull this off. And Spencer knows it isn’t. Your fingers rough as they worked between the slick folds and against my erect clit. I cried out, your mouth the only thing keeping the sound to a minimum, as my hips bucked against your questing fingers. I ached for those same fingers to worm their way into my seeping hole and give me the slightest moment of relief, but no … that was not your plan at all. My own hands were not still, as the nails of my left hand raked harshly against your shoulder, while my right hand found the buttons of your.