’ Punk Rocker agreed. ‘Good. I’ll have my men prepare to ship you in, and provide you with a plaque with the artist’s name on it. What name w...uld you like to put, for both the artwork and the artist?’ Dr. Spy asked. ‘A Punk Rocker and His Dog by artist Mark Surrender.’ Punk Rocker said with a devilish grin, after thinking about it for a moment. ‘Why by Mark Surrender?’ Dr. Spy asked curiously. ‘Because I want to kill the bastard, and if this doesn’t draw him out, so that I can, then, at least,. I had on a head scarf to protect my hair from the rain but decided it might be protection too from other liquid raining down on me!!I was having strong contractions now at the exciting thought of strangers watching me, one of the men commented that I looked to be enjoying myself and I had to confess I was jolly excited now. He said that my well spoken English accent would excite everyone invited but some of the men would want to use dirty talk to me. I was prepared for that I do find my sexual. I licked it off and then took his dick into my mouth. I licked around his cock head, sucked him, and then licked some more. Clearly excited, he started to thrust into my mouth. But I backed off and released his cock from the suctioning of my mouth. He gasped and sighed in frustration and his thighs trembled. I smiled and resumed stroking his cock, slowly and gently, and also caressed his nuts, rolling them between my fingers. He soon groaned and gasped loudly again, rocking the bed as he bucked. I'm already starting to hope that Glenn has a terrible time finding a job. I will dearly regret the loss of my two new toys!When it was all over we were both exhausted. We curled up and took a short nap. I'm not sure how long I slept. But when I awoke, Kara was in the kitchen. She had made me a snack and it was waiting for me. I sat down and asked her if she had made anything for herself. She said that over the last couple of months of struggling to survive she has lost ten pounds. She wants to.