I pulled the curtain in front of me. They could tell i was still there, but I pull my dick out and start stroking it to her anyway. In fact, if there ...adn't been so many people around, I would get really naughty. It would be so great to just pull the curtains open and let her watch me stroking my throbbing cock, harder and faster. She would be mesmerized as it pulsates in excitement. I would tap it on the glass and she would lick her lips in excitement. She would smoosh her face against the. Well, goodbye small town police station.What had shaken him, what had truly shocked him was something he almost didn't notice. She had come very close to pronouncing the word "merchandise" with the ever popular inflection heard in so many gangster flicks."Moichandise."Her tone had almost, but not quite, taken on that of a storyteller with a sick sense of humor, someone who might make a joke about the way a dismembered body looked like Venus de Milo with extra ketchup.Up to this point, he had. Slightly uneven in their layout, but this added to her sexual appeal. She unbuttoned Lord Edmund and slowly pulled down his trousers, and then his white baggy breifs, exposing a stiff white penis, sprouting form a bush of fair fuzzy pubic hair. His tip was a dull purple swollen mushroom. And his sac! Matthias was mesmerized by his sac! Hairless and smooth, but for the wrinkles it bulged out enormously fat and perfectly spherical. Matthias was amazed. Miss Robertson was obviously aroused by the. He became hard again quite quickly. I guess he could not take any more, because he suddenly shoved his cock into my mouth and began thrusting. I did the best that I could to choke it down as he thrust into my throat. Then he came again, hot, thick, salty cream poured into my mouth, down my throat, and out, over my chin. I choked a bit, but managed to swallow most of it. My b****r began to apologize, but I shook my head, crawled up, hugged him tight, and whispered into his ear; “I'm so happy, I.