For reasons they do not know, they cannot speak or make any sound in the atrium; it is powerfully enspelled into silence. Upon reaching the second flo...r, they make their way to a stone table in the center of the room, dropping packs on the ground as they gather. They each sit at a chair, still maintaining their cardinal positions. At the eastern side of the table, the tall, blonde woman stands. She has the fullness of adult-hood, somewhere between her second and third decade. She wears long. “Come on, I will pay for the taxi.” She pleaded.I really didn’t want to see her blow another guy, but it looked like she wanted me too.So I reluctantly agreed.When caught a taxi and entered the building.I watched the attendant at the counter, as Cynthia paid for the use of a booth.She led me by the hand and I felt nervous.There was a small red light near the end of the hallway we walked down.The lighting was poor but I could make out silhouetted people standing around in the distance.This made. " Who's your type?" I boldly asked."Hmmm, are you available?" she asked back, placing her hand on my knee.I blushed from her comment, and felt the rush of heat through my body from her touch. "I…I'm…with Megan." Yeah, hows that going for you?" she teased. Moving her hand up my leg a bit she continued, "I understand it will be a dry spell for you until you get married." I was sitting on the edge of the bed and she moved her chair so that it was facing me directly. She parted my legs and began to. Back then I was a very mouthy teenager!So he get back to the backseat and I'm still cuffed. He pulled out a 2nd set and cuffed me to those bars that separate the seats. He started to press himself on me and feel me up. I of course was running my mouth at him like the mouthy teen I was, he uncuffed me from the bars and shoved my head down on his cock and said, "open your mouth this is what a filthy mouthed teenager like you needs". I resisted at first and to get me to open my mouth he.