.."Since she was being a good girl, Ted lifted her by the shoulders. "Not so bad, huh?" Uh uh." Claudette extended her neck so she could get a lap at ...is glans. "Can you scoot up or something? I can't get at it..." Suddenly, it was urgent that she suck this thing -- lick it -- whatever. The feelings that washed over her when she smelled Ted's musk -- just wild! She felt energized -- free! Free to do what he wanted her to do, free of any worry about what someone might say. Suddenly, that wasn't. I looked at Rachel's reflection. Our eyes met. Embarrassed I turned away and said "Is your car nearby?" We continued on for a shop or two more. "Not far" was all she said admiring the mannequins clothes. Getting to the end of the shops we reached a crossroads.......... I reached a different sort of crossroads. I could have directed Rachel to a nearby hotel to the left. On the right was the road to my flat and straight on was the seafront. The chill wind picked up as we stood there then a light. Dirty old fuckdoll. I growl as I begin to ejaculate streams of thick warm sticky cum down her throat. Ashleys going to clean her mums arsehole off of my cock tomorrow morning. I snarl. Lloret runs to the toilet to spit my cum out I follow her in. Get in the shower. I order her. The whiskey, cola and cider has filled my bladder. I feel the urgent urge to piss. G-give me a minute. She splutters out as she vomits cum into the sink. I give her five seconds before pushing her into the bath. She. Pants still within the waste line I gave it a few dick flexes to try to calm it down. Next movement was to grab our right ankles. We did so and I caught a perfect glimpse of her breasts. Tightly squeezed between her elbows. My dick was just about to explode as it let lose under my waste line and pointed straight out underneath my basketball shorts. I'm not sure if she saw it but she let out a little giggle. She asked me if I was ready and she bent forward. Touching the ground and looking behind.