Once more, as soon as he knew she was closing to achieving the orgasm that her body desperately wanted, he removed his tongue from her. She had just a...out finished her banana breakfast. Her face was covered in the mixture of spunk and fruit. "Wipe your face, you look a state." He smirked as he picked up the empty plate and disappeared from the room. Tiffany sat up against the wall in a ball, feeling deeply confused and frustrated. Confused because somehow her geeky student had made her feel so. The first voice sounded like an angry bark, a voice of a man totally out of patience. And what followed seemed to be a crying whimper in reply. Disturbed by such an emotional exchange and with the doorway to the liquor store just a few meters ahead, Mark coasted the remaining distance without thinking and braked outside the door.Mark stared into the liquor store with shocked amazement. Before him stood a young woman carrying a caseload of whisky, and she was wearing almost nothing, a skimpy. He pushed me down to my knees and stuffed his still rock hard Cock down my gagging throat. I just let him fuck my mouth and throat like the whore I am until he splattered my face with another huge load.He rubbed his cock in the cumm and had me lick it all off which I eagerly did.After a smoke break where he belittled me as a faggot, sissy, cock sucking anal whore he brought out a huge dildo and a bottle of lube.He bent me over, lubed my ass, and shoved the dildo all the in in making me. You can see my titties," she said."That was supposed to be a moan," said Bob, winking."But," she started over again. His fingers moved suddenly and his fingertips found her nipples and just held them, applying enough pressure that they tingled. "You can ... see ... my..." He squeezed the nipples and pulled gently. "Titties," she moaned.Bob stuck his mouth right next to the mike. He had memorized his lines."I have to do this, Megan," he huffed into the mike.Layla let out a little "eep," as he.