As they left, Master Titan held out an envelope in his hand. He reached over and curved his other arm around me and pulled me to him. He looked me in ...he eyes and told me in a low voice that he was leaving me with $200 and his phone numbers. He said the money was to help me think about being his whore. I was about to flat out refuse when I remembered the slap and accepted it. He smiled at me as he handed it to me. I waited for him to let me go. After a pause he swung me around and held me. A few moments later I let out a small gasp as I felt him bottom out inside me. “It’s all in baby.” Simon smiled down at me before kissing me deeply, his arms coiling under me as he held me close. I wrapped my arms around him as our tongues sought each other out, letting out soft moans as I felt him gradually begin to stroke his big dick in and out of my aching love tunnel. I felt the full slithering length of him deep inside me as I was stretched wider and wider. “You’re so fucking tight!” I. I have imagined them wrapped around my hard cock lots of times, making me cum all the way down her throat. What a wonderful thought. They have been friends a long time and went through senior school together as best friends. Frank and I have carried on the tradition. We live in the same road, our houses are similar, big detached things, private gardens and the rest of it. My dad and Frank’s both work in the same bank and are at or about the same level, both in high paying jobs, which for me and. Then BOOM! Game over, man. Though to be fair, she’d sealed my place on that plane by yanking my shorts down, slurping my rapidly inflating cock into her mouth, and sucked me off to a heart-pounding orgasm. So here I am, buckled tightly into my seat, a flight attendant droning through the safety spiel. Forty minutes ago, I’d gone through the airport peep-show scanners and proceeded to be violated by a burly TSA agent with pimples, Wolverine muttonchops, and a squeakier voice than that girl from.