..I started to be scared, thinking those men were going to fuck me inside that room and nobody could help me…"Get against the wall, bitch" The older...guard ordered me. The look on his face was so cruel and hard that I had to turn away from his gaze. "Why?" I pleaded, trying to be defiant to both men."We're going to search you, bitch" He just grunted. "That's why..." "You can't do that… And stop calling me a bitch" I protested. "Looks like we got a tough bitch here, man" The older guard grunted. Today John had a plan.‘Would you like to come see the garden? I told you last time my grandkids always give me garden statuettes for every birthday and Christmas. Come see the collection.’‘Sure,’ Molly agreed easily, following her neighbour into his backyard. She’d always like kind Mr Anderson. He’d been a widower when her family had moved in several years back, but she wasn’t sure why a silver fox like him couldn’t marry again if he liked. He was still quite tall and stood upright, and seemed. While we were browsing we came across the booth of the young married couple that owned and operated the floral shop where I purchase my flowers.Toby & Mary McAllister are good solid people who have worked hard to make their business a success and I admire them for that. They put in long hours and Toby does this large Farmer's Market in the late summer and early Fall while Mary stays in the shop.Toby's ride was parked behind his booth; a full dressed black 1999 Honda GL 1500 SE Gold Wing. I would get down on my knees with him standing in front of me and I would suck on his cock as he held my head and fucked my mouth. Sometimes he would cum with his cock on my tongue so I could taste it before I swallowed it but usually, after vigorously fucking my throat with his cock, he would cum with his cock buried deep in my throat. I couldn’t taste it but I could feel his cock pulsating in my throat as he ejaculated directly into my esophagus. Once, we were almost caught by his older.