"Its... big." She gasped. Before Marcus could say anything, Sarah planted a kiss on the head, then opened her mouth and took in three inches of it. Sh... twirled around the head with her tongue, sending an explosion of pleasure up Marcus's body. "Oh God..." He whispered.As she started bobbing her head up and down his shaft, exploring with her tongue, Marcus thought he was is heaven. Her thick soft lips slides up and down his shaft as her tongue worked around his head and shaft, and she took in. A.-paper 'Sexual Anthropology' in timeSUSAN'S STEPS into voluntary SEXUAL SLAVERY at Mentor Master PETER PE is a long story to tellSUSAN'S STORY is not new -- we are back in first half of the eighties -- at his old wood-port quartersSUSAN'S STORY in her words is written well worded, but it lacks proper paragraphing for liveliness"SUSAN'S STORY needs an Experienced Editor" I state in my comment under first part I read of herSUSAN'S STORY may need a couple of dozen well written intimate. MY FRIEND STUCK HIS COCK IN MY BOYFRIENDS ASS BALLS DEEP AND STARTED PUMPING MY BOYFRIEND WAS SCREAMING NO AT FIRST BUT THEN HE WANTED EVER INCH OF THAT BIG COCK THAT WAS RAMMING HIS ASS OVER AND OVER AND THEN WHEN YOU THOUGHT THAT IT WAS OVER I GRAB MY FRIEND AND THRUST MY STRAP ON WAY INTO MY FRIENDS ASS DEEPER THAT I FUCK HIM THE DEEPER THAT HE FUCKS MY BOYFRIEND. I FEEL MY FRIEND START TO CONVULSE SO I KNEW HE WAS ABOUT TO CUM SO I PULLED MY STRAP ON OUT AND PULLED HIM TO MY BOYFRIENDS FACE. As we knew we were going to a woodland area Mrs V could not wear a dress. She wore jeans. Under her jeans she put on a pair of seamed, black hold ups but no pants. Her top half was naked under a short winter coat.We followed the directions and arrived at what we thought was our destination, a car park along a country lane. However, there was only one car and no occupants in sight. We left the car park and continued along the lane. About a mile further down the road was a second car park with.