Even so, locking the tall, snug collar around mythroat and reading the words 'Habitual Prostitute' made my boy parts testthe strength of their steel c...ll.I pulled and wriggled my way into the lycra uniform dress, re-applied mymake-up, and looked at the clock. Oh Fuck. It was only twelve-thirty. Ihad five and a half hours left until I even planned to leave the house.If I wanted to leave the house earlier than that, as it was the weekend,I'd have to wrestle the huge gag into my mouth (and throat). His hands explore my body, as the water cascades over and between us. He firmly grasps my ass and squeezes tightly nearly lifting me off the floor, still kissing me passionately. Moving his hands he slides them further down and reaches his hand between my thighs. I writher in his arms and gasp for breath breaking the kiss. God he turns me on. I feel his member growing and starting to press against me. I reach down and grasp him. I hear him make the slightest moan and i kiss him again with more. I moved my mouth up and down and it felt so good. The taste of the saltiness from his beautiful hard cock against the lips of my mouth. He moaned out loudly with pleasure as his hands grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down onto his hard, pulsating cock. He thrusted his pelvic muscles towards me so I would suck harder. "I'm coming!" he cried. He cried out as his body convulsed into spasms and ejaculated deep into my mouth, which I swallowed down. "What's your name?" I asked.My sexy. .. oh ... ahhhh!" She ground her climaxing body over the mattress, crushing her tits beneath her. Legs flopping, clit mashed against her fingers, she jerked up, crashed down, her screams lost in the pillow.Gasping and drooling, Crissy humped her fingers, her ass jerking and twisting wildly. Hot orgasms washed over her trembling body and she rocked frantically, the bed squeaking beneath her."Ahhhh!" Her young body stiffened, quivered, then relaxed as she seemed to melt into the bed. Panting, she.