Her back arched. My fingers plunged deeper into her pussy. I continued to lick her clit, fingering her pussy until her juices flowed down my face. I s...ood back up and kissed her allowing her to taste her own cum from my lips. She bent down, unhooking the key from her leg. We switched positions as she sat me down. "No more teasing." She unlocked my cock and stroked it tenderly. It was sore and marked from the constant pressure of the cage. My cock throbbed with desire. It was so hard, Ana could. It went on all day and he never said what he wanted it for but he suer wanted it, Between me and another guy we had the 50 cent so I got the other guys quarter and told the k** I would give it to him if he sucked both of our dicks, I figured he would get mad and just go home but he said ok, I went first, the k** didn’t have a clue about what to ado so I told him to get on his knees and open his mouth, I pulled out my soft dick and put it in his mouth he kept his mouth wide open and I told him. They’d stood here, in a gentle embrace, leaning on the front of his car, waiting for the sun. The rain was to blame. The rain had taken those last few moments away from them. A silly, summer squall that came so quickly, there had been no real cloud cover to give warning. No gusty winds or rumbling thunder, a smattering of water that seemed to fall from nowhere and lasted only 15 minutes. But 15 minutes had been enough to take him away. She looked at the sun and judged the distance deciding it. ’ ‘Do I hand this to Mr Tilley?’ David R. asked. ‘Yes, thanks,’ Sarah C. replied, with a slow nod. David R. smiled, nodded, went to the nearest empty seat, sat down. The folder was not the only thing Sarah C. had handed him. Held between the covers of the manila folder was a slip of paper. David R. took it out discreetly, unfolded it when he thought nobody was looking. Something definitely weird going on here, the note said. No evidence yet, but nurses aren’t letting me in on something. S.C..