The teller peered intently at the check for several seconds, as if expecting it to vanish if he waited long enough."May I see your identification, sir..." he finally asked. There was an unmistakable sarcastic emphasis on the last word. Ryan knew that he was young, or looked young at least, but he didn't care for disrespect. "Do you have an account with us, Mr. Caren?" No, and it's Caern," Ryan answered, with a trace of anger."Excuse me?" the teller said, looking over the top of his glasses."My. She was standing close to him and kissed his chest, moving down to his belly still kissing. Stig was starting to feel his cock growing larger, looked over on Lene who was now smiling. Lene was looking at the spectacle and felt super hot. She leant a bit further back and started squeezing her one tit, moving the other hand outside her panty to feel her pussy. Stig was enjoying the treatment now. His underwear had been removed and the girl was slowly masturbating him. She knelt down on her knees. So I ‘squeezed’ her breasts through the material and ran my thumbs over where I thought her nipples ought to be. As she made no objections, I released and repeated my actions, only much firmer, then after a few seconds I squeezed.She gasped and her head fell back against my chest and I felt her legs sag a little as she relaxed against me with closed eyes. Still standing, I lowered my right arm to her waist and held her firmly against me while I let my left hand explore her chest over the top of. I nearly had a heart attack as I thought she was going to hit me again. She asked me if I had been to the toilet that morning ( number 2) and I replied yes. She put a blindfold over my eyes and asked me to trust her and not to panic. I heard latex gloves snap onto her hands and felt her fingers smear a bit of cool jelly on my asshole. I was trembling but she kissed my ear and told me again to trust her. Something started pushing into my ass and I resisted but felt it slide in about three inches.